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I heard a young man singing about waiting for a change Just a-sitting on the sidelines, hoping things get re-arranged I can understand the feeling, being doubtful, feeling gray But there’s a reason youth is restless and that’s all I got to say It was over 50 years go Ms. Rosa climbed the bus She decided there and then that day that she'd had enough Well, it's a free country, you can say what you say But, if she'd been waiting she'd be standing to-, standing to-, standing today Now is the time This is the place If you don't stand will there be anybody? Raise up your hands Stand face-to-face Don’t waste the chance that you’ve been waiting for Change For every minute, it’s not how you spin it You’re either in it or you’re looking on Whatever you make it, it’s yours for the taking You got to be strong There's never been a fair fight and there’s never gonna be Those getting busy now are going to write our history Those who wait for change gonna go to their grave Just a singing the same old song 'bout waiting for, waiting for, waiting for change Now is the time This is the place If you don't stand will there be anybody? Raise up your hands Stand face-to-face Don’t waste the chance that you’ve been waiting for Change |