| G | |
| When obstruction blocks my way |
| C7 | |
| I walk down that narrow way |
| G | |
| till | I can see the light of day |
| C7 | |
| shining at the world |
| G | C | D7 | |
| and I realise that | something here sure is | wrong |
| G | C | G | |
| The | stones I throw will | free all | men |
| D7 | |
| Make him walk proud through this | righteous land |
| G | C | G | |
| He will know which | way to | go |
| D7 | G | |
| I will show him by the | stones that I | throw |
| Don't build walls and barricades |
| So a man can't have his say |
| And barking dogs can't block my way |
| From taking my brothers hand |
| and something makes me want to stand up and do what's right |
| The stones I throw will free all men |
| Make him walk proud through this righteous land |
| He will know which way to go |
| I will show him by the stones that I throw |
| --MiScHiEf BrEw-- |