One day we'll run away
Build a house made of straw and clay
Worship every moonlit night
While we bang upon the drum
Plant seeds to grow the trees
That will supply the needs
To raise a wall of segregation
While we bang upon the drum
A social enemy has prayed upon thy faith
A loss of dignity
Is getting in thy way
Real soon the sand dunes
Will blow across every afternoon
Blinding us with a grain of salt
As we bang upon the drum
We'll plant our feet in land
Far surpa**ing machines of man
Thanking mother for this revelation
While we bang upon the drum
A common legacy
Has graced me with new faith
A needle and a thread
Has woven my new fate
One day in the afternoon
One day in the afternoon
One day we'll run away
Build a house made of straw and clay
Worship every moonlit night
As we bang upon the drum
A social enemy has prayed upon thy faith
A loss of dignity is getting in thy way
One day in the afternoon
One day in the afternoon