Big City

Sun sinking deep, fires burning down
 Hard to see the moon, when the smoke is all around
 I live in a Big City
 And they tell me we are free
 I hear babies cryin'
 There'll be killing in these streets
 How many heartaches, how many years of pain
 Just how many funerals, before the streets be safe again
 I live in a Big City
 And they tell me we are free
 I hear babies cryin'
 There'll be killing in these streets
 Evening sun going down, police using his billy stick
 When the blood start to flowin', and it'll be flowin' till the mornin' come again
 I live in a Big City
 And they tell me that we are free
 Now I hear these babies cryin'
 Do you know what that's doin' to me?
 Lord it's tearin' my heart apart