Florence - Juanita Stein

Working for a living, working for some peace of mind

Working for the freedom which you’ll never find

Working for survival, working for the middle man

You live in times that weigh you down

Times that shake this land

Florence, you’re a face among a million more

You pray for something better than those dusty floors

Florence, you’re a leader, there’s not many of us born

You’re a lover, fighter, mother, keeper of the dawn

Another year will pass, another temporary home

Another child is raised, another seed is sawn

You look towards the heavens, keep your feet upon the ground

Do you remember how it was before you lost that round?

Florence, you’re a face among a million more

You pray for something better than those dusty floors

Florence, you’re a leader, there’s not many of us born

You’re a lover, fighter, mother, keeper of the dawn

You’ll survive another storm

You’ll survive so many more

Working for a living, working for some peace of mind

Working for the freedom which you’ll never find

You look towards the heavens, keep your feet upon the ground

Do you remember how it was before you lost that round?

Florence, you’re a face among a million more

You pray for something better than those dusty floors

Florence, you’re a leader, there’s not many of us born

You’re a lover, fighter, mother, keeper of the dawn

Florence, you’re a face among a million more

You pray for something better than those dusty floors

Florence, you’re a leader, there’s not many of us born

You’re a lover, fighter, mother, keeper of the dawn