| Mama, dear mama, look in yonder tree | 
| See that pretty little sparrow, a-lookin' back at me | 
| She can soar above the clouds, way up in the sky | 
| She can fly away from here, why, oh why, can’t I? | 
| Daughter, dear daughter, I’ll tell you something true | 
| Remember Gran Eliza? | 
| Well, every night she flew | 
| They tried to keep her down but there was nothing they could do | 
| She could fly, she could fly | 
| She could slip the bonds of Earth and rise so high | 
| She could fly across the river | 
| Her spirit in her hands | 
| Searching, always searching for the promised land | 
| Mama, dear mama, mama tell me more | 
| I feel a trembling in my arms, I’ve never felt before | 
| Daughter, dear daughter, listen what I say | 
| Your granny always told me you’d feel that way some day | 
| 'Cause every time she looked at you she saw the old-time ways | 
| When we could fly, we could fly | 
| We could slip the bonds of Earth and rise so high | 
| We could fly across the mountains | 
| Together, hand in hand | 
| Searching, always searching for the promised land | 
| Mama, dear mama, come and stand by me | 
| I feel a lightness in my feet, a longing to be free | 
| My heart it is a-shakin' with an old, old song | 
| I hear the voices sayin' it’s time for moving on | 
| She took her mama by the hand, they rose up in the air | 
| They held each other tight and then | 
| They flew away from there | 
| They held each other tight and then they flew away from there | 
| They held each other tight and then they flew away from there | 
| They could fly, they could fly | 
| They could slip the bonds of earth and rise so high | 
| They could fly across the ocean | 
| Together, hand in hand | 
| Searching, always searching for the promised land |