CHORUS
Stand together, stand up tall
We are different and yet the same
We’re curly haired ones, black and white ones
Red and yellow ones, young and old ones – so
Come together, stand up tall
We are different and yet the same.

Two hundred years – not so long ago when
Black men walked the land
Across the desert sand
White men came and stayed
Black men they have paid.

CHORUS

Weep for the mothers, cry for the children
A stolen generation are they
Come sister and brother look after each other
We can give what we are and gain

Here we all are – different as can be
And if you a stranger be
From far across the sea
Welcome to this land
Reach out and take my hand

CHORUS