REFUGEE

Listen to the story
Of the refugee
And thank your god
It ain’t you or me

Hiding in the night
With crying kids to feed
At the barbed-wire border
Of the land of the free 

Refugee, refugee
Where do you come from?
Refugee, refugee
Where do you run? 

She comes from Guatemala
And El Salvador
And she’s running from the killing
Right outside her door

The gangs shot her brother
Now they want her son
Only thing she knows to do
Is grab her kids and run 

Refugee, refugee
Your road’s so long
Refugee, refugee
Where do you belong? 

Then she’s down in the factory
On the killing floor
Doing what the white folks
Don’t wanna do no more

And no one ever thanks her
For nothing that she done
Mostly they say go back
To where it is you’re from 

Refugee, refugee
No friends in this town
Refugee, refugee
Sheriff tracking you down   

And she prays to the Virgin
And to Jesus Christ
Hoping that some stranger
Don’t give her up to ICE

And that they don’t trap her
In a lightning raid  
And cuff her in the street
As they drag her kids away 

Refugee, refugee
All alone
Refugee, refugee
Where is your home?