Ian Walker
As I was walking down the road
I met my brother with a heavy load
I said to him what have you seen
He said to me I have a dream
In 1960 I thought I'd died in Sharpeville's bloody town
But I got up I walked on tall nobody's goin' to put me down.
Hawks and eagles fly like doves
Hawks and eagles fly like doves
Hawks and eagles fly like doves
Hawks and eagles fly like doves.
As I walked out along the way
I saw my sister bend and pray
I said to her why do you kneel
She says you don't know how I feel
I had a little boy and a little girl
I loved to watch them grow
But they were butchered on the streets
In the blood of Sowetto.
It's 85 and I'm walking still
Across Uitenhaage hill
Saw a crowd set off at the dawn of day
The soldiers said don't come this way
Then somebody threw a stone as they walked up the track
A boy on a bike was the first to fall
with a bullet in his back.
It's been a long long hard road
Three hundred years since settlers strade
Into that Southern land
Now they rule with an iron hand
Low pay no vote and pass book laws
Don't talk back they say
But the hawks and the eagles will fly like doves
when the people rise one day.