In the States negroes fight for freedom
The slogans they cry aren't wrong
But these are wasted words, only wasted words
Oh Lord, let the good times come

The greatest fighter is Martin Luther King
And when he speaks you see that they're gonna sing
But these are wasted words, only wasted words
Oh Lord, let the good times come

Everyone asks the President to use his rule
He got power but it seem that he should too
So these are wasted words, only wasted words
Oh Lord, let the good times come

Where's the end of the fight for freedom
It could turn out ruight(= right) and all I hope and long
That there'll be no wasted words, no wasted words
Oh Lord, let the good times come