Lyrics:

From the Indians Who welcomed the pilgrims And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains Like the vultures circling beneath the dark clouds Looking for the rain Looking for the rain



Just like the cities staggered on the coastline Living in a nation that just can't stand much more Like the forest buried beneath the highway Never had a chance to grow Never had a chance to grow



And now it's winter Winter in America Yes and all of the healers have been killed Or sent away, yeah But the people know, the people know It's winter Winter in America And ain't nobody fighting Cause nobody knows what to save Save your soul, Lord knows from winter in America



The constitution A noble piece of paper With free society Struggled but it died in vain And now Democracy is ragtime on the corner Hoping for some rain Looks like it's hoping Hoping for some rain



And i see the robins Perched in barred treetops Watching last-ditch racists marching across the floor But just like the peace sign that vanished in our dreams Never had a chance to grow Never had a chance to grow



And now it's winter Winter in America And all of the healers have been killed Or been betrayed Yeah, but the people know, the people know It's winter, lord knows It's winter in America And ain't nobody fighting Cause nobody knows what to save Save your souls From winter in America



And now it's winter Winter in America And all of the healers done been killed or sent away Yeah, and the people know, people know It's winter Winter in America And ain't nobody fighting Cause nobody knows what to save And ain't nobody fighting Cause nobody knows what to save And ain't nobody fighting Cause nobody knows what to save And ain't nobody fighting Cause nobody knows what to save