They Killed Him

There was a man named Mahatma Ghandi he would not bow down he would not fight
He knew the deal was down and dirty and nothing wrong could make it right away
But he knew his duty and the price he had to pay
Just another holy man who tried to make a stand my God they killed him
Another man from Atlanta Georgia by the name of Martin Luther King
He shook the land like rolling thunder and made the bells of freedom ring today
With a dream of beauty that they could not burn away
Just another holy man who dared to be a friend my God they killed him

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(My God they killed him)
The only son of God Almighty the holy one called Jesus Christ
Healed the lame and fed the hungry and for his love they took his life away
On the road to glory where the story never ends
Just the holy son of man we'll never understand my God they killed him
Sing about Mahatma Ghandi sing of Martin Luther King
Sing Of Jesus Christ Almighty and the brothers Kennedy

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