Great Goliath drove a bus in an Alabama town
He kept his passengers in place
He kept them down
He kept them down
One day, a woman paid her fare
She had weary feet
And when Goliath said, “you’re standing there”
She kept her seat
She kept her seat
Rosa Parks sat sown
Sending great Goliath to the ground
From a will of stone that struck his crown
The giant came down
It’s been many years since Rosa bruised his evil head
But dear Rosa, what are we to do?
He’s still not dead
He’s still not dead
She says find a stick, find a stone
Find the justice in your bones
Make a sling of stubborn will
and move in for the final kill
For the final kill
Rosa Parks sat sown
Sending great Goliath to the ground
From a will of stone that struck his crown
The giant came down