There's a story from a time long ago Told the children sitting down in a row And each generation adds something new So old men are listening too
Then the elders take the words of the youth And identify the essence of truth Adding all they know to strengthen and build The lessons each story can yield
Chorus: Taken from Africa Raised in America Fist to the sky Stolen from Africa The children that money could buy
In another world the stories will die And the bonds that join the families untie Leaving children that are lost and alone And stories that perish unknown