Third month, twenty-fifth day of '65, we marched on Alabama hill
Third month, twenty-fifth day, we marched on Alabama hill
Governor Wallace wouldn't come out, 'cause my God have give him a chill
We marched in the lion's den, God had locked their jaw
We marched in the lion's den, God had locked thei' jaw
God told the people to "March on, 'cause the lion's jaw will not bite you no more."
He even killed the people that kneeled down in prayer, calling on Your name
He even killed the people that kneeled down in prayer, calling on Your name
God, you said we call on your name, you will lift us up 'bout the evil man's hand
Third month, twenty-fifth day, we marched on Alabama hill
Governor Wallace wouldn't come out, 'cause my God have give him a chill
We marched in the lion's den, God had locked their jaw
We marched in the lion's den, God had locked thei' jaw
God told the people to "March on, 'cause the lion's jaw will not bite you no more."
He even killed the people that kneeled down in prayer, calling on Your name
He even killed the people that kneeled down in prayer, calling on Your name
God, you said we call on your name, you will lift us up 'bout the evil man's hand
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