There was a man
Named Mahatma Gandhi
He would not bow down
He would not fight
He knew the deal
Was a-down and dirty
And nothing wrong
Could make it right away
But he knew his duty
And the price he had to pay
Just another holy man
Who dared to be a friend
My God, they killed him
Another man
From Atlanta, Georgia
Name of Martin Luther King
He shook the land
Like a rolling thunder
And made the bells
Of freedom ring today
With a dream of beauty
That they could not take away
Just another holy man
Who dared to make a stand
My God, they killed him
The only
Son of God Almighty
The holy one
Called Jesus Christ
He healed the sick
And he fed the hungry
And for his love
They took his life away
On the road to glory
Where the story never ends
Just the holy Son of Man
I'll never understand
My God
They killed him
There was a man
Named Mahatma Gandhi
A man
Named Martin Luther King
The only
Son of God Almighty
The holy one
Called Jesus Christ
On the road to glory
Where the story never ends
Just the holy Son of Man
I'll never understand
My God, they killed him
My God, they killed him
My God, they killed him
