Lyrics:

Mourn, mourn, mourn, ye

We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day, yeah
We shall overcome some day
Will you join and sing with me, my brothers?
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day
Lord, have mercy
We shall overcome some day

Sing the song, mourn with me (Mourn, ye)
Blessed are the children of the poor
And blessed are the faithful of the ungodly (Mourn, ye)
Blessed are the way of sinners
Blessed are the
For he delighteth in the law of the lord
And in his law do we meditate day and night (Mourn, ye)
Lord, have mercy
And he shall be like a tree that planted
By the rivers of water
That bringeth forth much fruit
In due season (Mourn, ye)
Lord, have mercy
The ungodly are not so (Mourn, ye)
But they are like a flower
Which the wind driveth away
Lord, have mercy (Mourn, ye)
The ungodly shall not stand in his judgement
Not in the congregation of the righteous (Mourn, ye)
For the lord knoweth the way of the righteous
And I know the way of the ungodly shall always perish (Mourn, ye)
Will you sing that song?

Keep on saying, keep on saying
Reverend Martin Luther King
Every single day we say
You can be all of which
Shit it to you, mister