From the recordings TWO FROM SEVEN and THE KEY

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Lyrics

COLOR OF MAN

Hey, Mr. Crayola®, I’ve got another color for your box!
This one’s brand new - it’s a unique hue,
It’s the only color that talks!
It’s the color of man.
It’s the color of man.

I’m the color, he’s the color,
They’re the color, she’s the color,
We’re all the color of man.
We’re all the color of man.

This is the story of a color called Man,
Running through this world just as fast as he can,
Trying to blend in ever since his race began.
He’s the color called man.
He’s the color called man.

I’m the color, he’s the color,
They’re the color, she’s the color,
We’re all the color of man.
We’re all the color of man.

Don’t ask me if he’s black, white, yellow, or red,
Somewhere in this world there’s a price on his head,
Somewhere someone thinks he’d be better off dead,
Because he’s the color of man.
He’s the color of man.

I’m the color, he’s the color,
They’re the color, she’s the color,
We’re all the color of man.
We’re all the color of man.


I’m the color, he’s the color,
They’re the color, she’s the color,
We’re all the color of man.
We’re all the color of man.



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