Bones beneath the shovel's blade
That's what the radio said
Build a mall on top of the dead
Brothers, sisters of us all
A mother in her cotton dress
A little baby taken in distress
A hobo with a kindly face
There was a daughter of a southern slave
Brothers, sisters of us all
Bulging wallets, empty hearts
What price human dignity?
Betrayed because of poverty
Brothers, sisters of us all More from Resurrection Band