Now here's some strings
Magic man, turn some voodoo if you can
Do you know a spell that's worth repeating?
And trace your pictures in the sand
And tell me, can you work a mojo hand?
And can you start the drums of Kourou beating?
And beware of the south wind
Heart and mind and mouth wind
And search the sacred signs for a solution
And tell me now, is it true
If I put faith in you
Will you lead me to the bridge of bright tomorrow?
And will your grace see me through?
Will incense and candles do?
Will prayer remove me from the reach of sorrow?
Oh, beware of the north wind
A king of worse comes forth wind
To blow upon the land in retribution
And here in the land of the free
Where the huddled masses flee
From the cold and cruel shores of war's dominion
But oh, say, that dusky mirror I can see
Now don't you know it kind of holds back on my jubilee?
And freedom's just a matter of opinion
Now beware of the west wind
A bitter, black, suppressive wind
Go lead your children home for revolution
I say, I'm 'bout to lead your children home for revolution
Hey, listening ones
If we sang
Will that make you do your thing?
Will the chanting reach you high and lofty places?
Brother, what is this strange gift you bring?
Well, it's sparkling like a diamond ring
Will that bright light reveal the prince of faces?
Now beware of the east wind
The god of man and beast wind
A famine and/or feast wind
It's the last but not the least wind
It stole a thread of golden fleece wind
It's a final great release wind
And it's blowing all across this land
Blowing all across this land
And where you gonna stand?
Said, tell me brother, where you gonna stand?
And where you gonna stand?
Tell me brother, where you gonna stand?