On Christmas
And all God's love is out of style
The heartlessness that darkens my soul
All God's sons have gone to trial
Come young braves
Come young braves, come young children
On Christmas
Christmas in my soul
Red and silver on the leaves
I walk the streets where disrespect has been
Madonnas weep for wars of hell
In war and pain before my eyes
They blow out the candles and haunt Noel
Respect your brothers and your sisters
The missing love that rings through the world
Come to the book of love I know it ain't easy
Fallen white snow runs softly through the trees
Laws in that big book of love the blind people
On Christmas
But we're gonna look for a better day
Chicago seven and the justice scale
Now the time has come to find
Christmas in my soul
Christmas in my soul
Christmas in my soul
World is same
The sins of politics, the politics of sin
Deep and deep for all the high court
Homeless Indian on Manhattan Isle
Black panther brothers bound in jail
Christmas in my soul
On Christmas
I love my country as it dies
You must read through the miracle
Come young children
