Little kid in a small town
I did my best just to fit in
Broke my heart on the playground, mmwhen they said I was different

Oh now, now I'm all grown up, and nothing has changed
Yeah, it's still the same

It's a hard life on easy street
Just white painted picket fences far as you can see
If you think we live in the land of the free
You should try to be black like me

My daddy worked day and night
For an old house and a used car, hm
Just to live that good life, mm
It shouldn't be twice as hard

Oh now, now I'm all grown up and nothing has changed
Yeah, it's still the same

It's a hard life on easy street
Just white painted picket fences far as you can see
If you think we live in the land of the free
You should try to be, oh, black like me

Oh, oh oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I know I'm not the only one, oh yeah
Who feels like I, I don't belong

It's a hard life on easy street
Just white painted picket fences far as you can see
And if you think we live in the land of the free
Then you should try to be, oh, black like me

Oh, and someday we'll all be free
And I'm proud to be, oh, black like me
And I'm proud to be black like me
Proud to be black like me
Black like me