I like my rocking chair
listening to the wind get past the trees
used to spend my time marching
ow I spend it on my knees
The Lord knows me by now
my devotion I have showed
From Selma to Montgomery
is a mighty long road
Too young to be scared
thought there was no more to see
what I read about happening to others
could never happen to me
I was marching in Marion
February of 65
Saw them shoot Jimmy Lee
with my very own eyes
chorus:
From Selma to Montgomery
was a road paved with tears
and the broken chains of those
who could not appear
You say where does the time go?
check the clock on my wall
From Selma to Montgomery
it never stood still at all
Today I cross the Pettus bridge
and I often wonder why
hatred is only noticed
when innocent people die
I think about how far we've come
and the road still left ahead
from Selma to Montgomery
and all those people dead
chorus
I like my rocking chair
listening to the wind get past the trees
used to spend my time marching
ow I spend it on my knees
The Lord knows me by now
my devotion I have showed
From Selma to Montgomery
is a mighty long road