Lyrics

last night was a rocky one
tonight is comin soon
the rain keeps fallin heavy on my head
my brothers and my sisters holding hands and marching on
is the only thing that gets me outa bed

i may cross the river jordan
i may face the rising tide
i got a simple plan to get us through these stormy days
hold on to each other find a way
we got to hold on to each other find a way

we got the preachers on the left, the politicians on the right
and the news shouts panic everywhere we turn
but when the ones who talk the loudest, also pay themselves the most
you better question what they're tryin to make you learn

i may cross the river jordan
i may face the rising tide
when their cards are on the table, there's only one good hand to play
hold on to each other find a way
we got to hold on to each other find a way

i'm marching for tomorrow, but sometimes i do despair
that i don't possess the will to carry on
but my brothers and my sisters keep me tethered to the wheel
and i know they'll keep on singin when i'm gone

i may cross the river jordan
i may face the rising tide
let our voices be a beacon til we live in better days
hold on to each other find a way

in our darkest hour here is what we must relay
hold on to each other find a way

through the toughest hurdles these eight words are all you have to say
hold on to each other find a way
hold on to each other find a way
we got to hold on to each other find a way