Ballad of Trayvon Martin

Letra de Ballad of Trayvon Martin

Trayvon Martin was a young black kid Doing the same things that we all did Outside walking down the streets alone Just talking to a girl on the telephoneMindin' his business not doing nothin' wrong But then George Zimmerman had to come along Self-appointed wannabe police man With a 911 call and a pistol in his handOh, chariots swing low Come to take another young angel home Underneath that February moon Another young brothers going away too soonGeorge tells the cops the kid's on drugs But what he really wants to say is black kids are thugs The dispatcher says not to make no stand But he's gonna take matters into his own handsTrayvon tells the girl that there's some guy That's following him around and he don't know why She says to hang up the phone and run But the next thing you hear is the ringing of a gunNeighbors call the cops 'cause they hear screams Another black child never gets out of his teens Zimmerman claims that it was self defense So Police Chief Lee just ignored the evidenceOh, chariots swing low Come to take another young angel home Underneath that February moon Another young brothers gone away too soonSo Zimmerman goes free and the country cries 'Cause we're still shackled by the hatred and the lies Now we've got to stick together to see justice done March out of the darkness to the rising sunOh, chariots swing low Come to take another young angel home Underneath that February moon Another young brothers gone away too soonOh, chariots swing low Come to take another young angel home Underneath that February moon Another young brothers gone away too soon