I would rather be white And live in a shack Rather than live in a palace And be called a cockney black Yeah, one more time I would rather be white And live in a shack Rather than live in a palace And be called a cockney black, yeah
Lord, I don’t have a witness Only your eyes alone can see I don’t mind the troubles Just let me have some peace, yeah (I don’t have a witness) The more I seem to go forward Harder the road seems to be Oh, why can’t you treat me like a man Instead of treating the color of me (I don’t have a witness)
Oh, I say, I would rather be white And live in a shack Rather than live in a palace And be called a cockney black One more time Oh, I would rather be white And live in a shack Rather than live in a palace And be called a cockney black
Oh, standing on the corner Simple as it may seem Lord, I don’t know just where I stand Lord, I don’t know where I stand Lord, I don’t know just where I stand Stand, stand, stand Lord, I, Lord, I, Lord, I, Lord, I Lord, I don’t know where I stand, oh, yeah
I would rather be white And live in a shack Oh, rather than live in a palace And be called a cockney black…