Letra de Lincoln's Train

Passing through these ruins
Mr. Lincoln's train going by, spilling smoke into these bloody fields
All the people stood and cried
Our tears are the same colour; we can all hold hands and mourn
But me, I'm still asking myself why I'm not any freer than I was before
Mr. Lincoln, are you free now?
Was it worth what it finally cost?
If I had something to believe in, oh, I could bear this endless cross
I got no home, they sold my family
I got no job, ain't got no vote
Them books, they're all mysteries to me
Can't read or write - I got no hope
The train, it just keeps rolling, cold as steel and dark as night
It don't give me no answers, no, no
It don't pay me no mind
And the scenery just keeps changing, but these folks, they just stay the same
Same old fearful eyes are staring, asking me to take the blame for their shame, for their shame