Go out and tell our story. Let it echo far and wide. Make them hear you. Make them hear you. How that justice was our battle, and how justice was denied. Make them hear you. Make them hear you. And say to those who blame us For the way we choose to fight. That sometimes there are battles That are more than black or white. And I could not put dowm my sword When justice was my right. Make them hear you. Go out and tell our story To your daughters and your sons. Make them hear you. Make them hear you. And tell them in our struggle We were not the only ones. Make them hear you. Make them hear you. Your sword can be a sermon Or the power of your pen Teach every child to raise his voice. And then, my brothers, then. My path will lead to heaven or hell And God will say what's best. But one thing he will never say Or that I went quietly to my rest. Proclaim it from your pulpit. In your classroom with your pen. Teach every child to raise his voice. And then, my brothers, then. Will justice be demanded By ten million righteous men. Make them hear you. When they hear you I'll be near you again. Oh, Thank you Chaz for singing that so amazingly and reminding me about that song. You are amazing.