Afternoon Matinee: Protest - Eyes on the Prize

Performed by Bruce Springsteen

Paul and Silas were bound in jail

Had no money for to go their bail

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Paul and Silas thought they were lost

Dungeon shook and the chains come off

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Freedom's name is mighty sweet

And soon we're goin' to meet

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

I got my hand on the gospel plow

Wouldn't take nothing for my journey now

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

The only chains that a man can stand

Is that chains of hand on hand

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

I'm gonna board that big greyhound

Carry the love from town to town

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Now only thing I did was wrong

Stayin' in the wilderness too long

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

The only thing we did was right

Was the day we started to fight

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

The only thing we did was wrong

Staying in the wilderness much too long

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

The only thing we did was right

Was the day we started to fight

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Ain't been to heaven but I been told

Streets up there are paved with gold

~ from Lyric Wiki ~