Well Joanna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy
She don't care about the rest at all.
She got a system they call apartheid
It keeps a brother in subjection
But maybe pressure will make Joanna see
How everybody can live as one
Gimme hope, Joanna, hope Joanna
Gimme hope, Joanna, for the morning comes
Gimme hope, Joanna, hope Joanna
Hope before the mourning comes
I hear she makes all the golden money
To buy new weapons in the shape of guns
While every mother in black Soweto
Fears the killing of another son
Sneaking across all the neighbours borders
Now and then having a little fun
She doesn't care if the fun games she play
Is dangerous for everyone
Gimme hope Joanna...
She's got supporters in high places
Who turn their heads to the city sun
Joanna give them the fancy money
To tempt anyone who'd come
She even knows how to swing opinion
In every magazine and the journals
For every bad move that this Joanna makes
They got a good explanation
Gimme hope Joanna...
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 want to hear the sound of drums
Can't you see that the tide is turning
Don't make we wait till the mourning comes
Gimme hope Joanna.
