Black Like Me (Our Voices)

Little kid in a small town

I did my best just to fit in

Broke my heart on the playground

When they said I was different

Oh now, now I'm all grown up and nothing has changed

Yeah, it's still the same

It's a hard life on easy street

Just white painted picket fences far as you can see

If you think we live in the land of the free

You should try to be black like me

My daddy worked day and night

For an old house and a used car

Just to live that good life

It shouldn't be twice as hard

Oh now, now I'm all grown up and nothing has changed

It's a hard life on easy street

Just white painted picket fences far as you can see

If you think we live in the land of the free

You should try to be, oh, black like me

Oh I know I'm not the only one, woah yeah

Who feels like I, I don't belong

It's a hard life on easy street

Just white painted picket fences far as you can see

And if you think we live in the land of the free

Then you should try to be, oh, black like me

Oh and someday we'll all be free

And I'm proud to be, oh, black like me

And I'm proud to be, oh, black like me

Proud to be black like me