The great flood of tears that we've cried
For our brothers and sisters who've died
Over five hundred years has washed away our fears
And strengthened our pride, now we turn back the tide

We will no longer hear your command
We will slide your control from our lands
Re-direct the flame of our anger and pain
And pity the shame
For what you do in God's name

We will stand for the right to be free
We will grow our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song

When the ancient drum rhythms ring
The voice of our forefathers sings
The will to live will beat on, we will no longer be pawns
to greed and to war
We will be Idle No More

We will stand for the right to be free
We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song

When the ancient drum rhythms ring
The voice of our grandmothers sings
Native America run, we will no longer succumb
to oil and ore, we will be Idle No More

We will stand for the right to be free
We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song

We will teach about the right to be free
We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song

Dance dance for the right to be free
We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song

And occupy for the right to be free
We will rebuild a just society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song

Amandla a-way-thu

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ali Campbell, Brian Travers, Earl Falconer, Jim Brown, Michael Virtue, Norman Hassan, Robin Campbell, Terrence Oswald Wilson