Lyrics

Hanging the shoes on the power lines, Cousin won’t be coming home
Father in the clink, got to do his time, Father won’t be coming home
(Chorus)
Carry on, Carry on, Young son, Carry on, Carry on oppressed ones
See the tear in the eye and the mother’s cry
Know that you’re not alone, Know that you’re not alone

We found him dead in Englewood, Brother won’t be coming home
Confined to the lines of the neighborhood, defend what is left of home

And the news won’t say the names, of the ten found dead in their early graves
But through it all we hear the call, know that you’re not alone
Please know that you’re not alone