I'm just a poor girl trying to be free
Can you follow me I'm just a poor girl trying to be free
I'm not made of rags and bone
I know my soul and spirit flown
And it glows like the morning lawn oh

Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Gotta get to the bebop playing with my mind
I was hit like a dead haunted by a lullaby

Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Gotta get to the living on the other side
When they shout when they holler don’t leave me in this troubled night
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people

When I look up to heaven and I see the climb
Every step heightens brightly the parallel of old rag time

Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the people
Closer to the people bring me closer to the no