Lyrics
The Color of My Skin
I remember the day,
Long ago and far away,
When I went to my church to sing and pray.
There were ole timers there,
In that little town so fair,
They were there to keep the Sabbath day.
(Chorus)
There were smiles on each face
As they sang “Amazing Grace,”
“Hallelujah,” and “Glory to His Name.”
Everyone said “Amen,”
And they sang the songs again,
As they worshipped and prayed through the day.
Then I saw her standing there,
And her question filled the air,
“Is it alright for me to come in?”
“I believe the way you do,
“And my heart has been made new,
“But what about the color of my skin?”
“Is the God you say you know,
“Big enough to love me so,
“Love me so much that I can sing with you?”
I remember her face,
Long ago and far away,
When I went to my church to sing and pray.
(Bridge)
Sometimes the things we do and say,
Make it difficult for God to have his way.
In the name of love we claim to know what’s right,
But then some think they’re better if they’re white.
I was raised in a place,
Where people cared about your face,
And they said that your color was from God.
But some they treated with disdain,
And were called heartless names,
Which made me wonder if their faith was just a fraud.
(Chorus)
There were smiles on each face
As they sang “Amazing Grace,”
“Hallelujah,” and “Glory to His Name.”
Everyone said “Amen,”
And they sang the songs again,
As they worshipped and prayed through the day.
Music and lyrics by Rich DuBose. Copyright 2013