and became deeply touched by negro faces lined with sorrow pained with tears crying for an unborn baby waiting for that unborn pain and your leaders they re all fading but young men hear the call of freedom everywhere freedom from all wasted violence freedom from that manmade rain oh i sentence you to thirty years for john coltrane yes i sentence you to thirty years yes i sentence you to thirty years for john coltrane oh i sentence you to thirty years heard the man see its a free country but only if you stay behind the walls walls that lock out upraised voices walls that echo freedom and it s cage remain and it s cage remain i sentence you to thirty years for john coltrane yes i sentence you to thirty years and the politics of a murder branded on the leader s face and it hides his eyes oh he hides it from his heartfelt feelings thinking only of his world again oh his world again yes i sentence you to thirty years for john coltrane oh i sentence you to thirty years