Sunday 26 November 2006

GIMME HOPE JO'ANNA

Well Joanna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and The Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy
She don’t care about the rest at all
She’s got a system they call apartheid
It keeps the brother under subjection
But maybe pressure will make Joanna see
How everybody could’a live as one

Oh gimme hope Joanna, Gimme hope Joanna
Gimme hope Joanna, ‘fore the morning come
Gimme hope Joanna, Gimme hope Joanna
Gimme hope before the morning come

I hear she makes all the gold ‘n’ money
To buy new weapons in the shape of guns
While every mother in’a black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneaking across other neighbours borders
Now and again having little fun
She doesn’t care if the fun and games she plays
Is dangerous to everyone

Even the preacher who works for Jesus
The Archbishop who’s a peaceful man
Together say that the Freedom Fighters will
Overcome the very strong
I wanna know if you’re blind Joanna
If you wanna hear the sound on drum
Can’t you see that the tide is turning Oh .. (7)

Don’t let me wait until the morning come