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My Grandaddy sat me down one day to tell me a story and teach me to pray
that the good in the world would someday stand while the bad in the world would someday end.
He told me about his heroes, like Parks and King and how they stood up for you and me.
And the bad would always have a song to sing when the good stand by and they don't do a thing.
Oh Mr. Evers, did you ever think you'd be such a crucial part of our lives and history?
From Decatur, all through Normandy and back your journey led.
To Jackson, Mississippi
where they put you to an end.
Down in Montgomery at the end of a day a lady on the bus was told to give way
Because a black woman then couldn't be right there if a white person wanted to sit on that chair.
She didn't want a fight and she didn't wanna run but she knew right then what had to be done.
So she told that driver, "I don't think it's fair that a black woman has to give up her chair."
Oh Mr. Evers, did you ever think you'd be such a crucial part of our lives and history?
From Decatur, all through Normandy and back your journey led.
To Jackson, Mississippi
where they put you to an end.
In Selma, Alabama on a Sunday morn the fabric of the country would soon be torn
as 500 men for the right to a vote walked over that bridge in their Sunday coats.
All they wanted was a voice, and for justice read. All they got was a beating and one man dead.
And the good men sang and prayed to the Lord, while the bad just watched as they bled on that road.
Oh Mr. Evers, did you ever think you'd be such a crucial part of our lives and history?
From Decatur, all through Normandy and back your journey led.
To Jackson, Mississippi
where they put you to an end.
Fast forward to today after all of these years, and all of our trials and all of our tears.
We'll strike down the laws "because they're just too old". And forget all the stories that our grandaddies told.
Will the good men stand and remember that bridge, and all of the blood and the tears that were shed?
Or will they sit quiet the whole day long, and listen to the bad while it sings it's song?
Oh Mr. Evers, did you ever think you'd be such a crucial part of our lives and history?
From Decatur, all through Normandy and back your journey led.
To Jackson, Mississippi
where they put you to an end.