Protest song, 1968

My eyes have seen the coming of the Negros and the Jews
I have seen the country trampled, the laws of men abused
But you crush the homosexual with anything you choose
and we go marching on.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
And we keep marching on.
We're drowned out by injustice til our whispers can't be heard.
You have shattered all our hopes and dreams and yet we've never stirred.
We're rising in a chorus and soon you'll hear every word
as we go marching on.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
As we go marching on.
Civil rights you take from us, we want them back again.
And we'll talk and fight and picket until we see you bend.
If you do not give them to us we will take them in the end
as we go marching on.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
Glory, glory hallelujah.
As we go marching on.