I know little Billy from the small time town

Ma and Pa meant well but they just weren't around

But he would learn what little they had taught

They told him, Heaven is hard but hell is not

He remembers Papa's words before he died

He said, word hard son, you must change the tide

Before our people have liberation, you can never rest

On your shoulders, lies our future boy, so do your best

Do more than your best



Never forgot the burden of his father's words

He lost his own life and lived the world's

No one told Billy theres somethings one man just can't do

Takes time to forgive and equality to take more before it's through

Just takes time



But still Billy went down to the big time town

Hoping to find some justice there,

But God how it all seems cynical through the eyes of despair

He no longer saw in color, he only saw black and white

There were never people behind these faces

Until he realized one man can't win

Can't win this fight



So Billy went back to small time town

He teaches children who never really thought

He told them, Heaven is hard and Hell is

Heaven is hard and hell is

Hell is not worth fighting for