There's going to be a place, brother, Where the world can sing all sorts of songs, And we're going to sing together, brother, You and I, though you're white, and I'm not. It's going to be a sad song, brother, Because we don't know the tune, And it's a difficult tune to learn. But we can learn, brother, you and I. There's no such tune as a black tune. There's no such tune as a white tune. There's only music, brother, And it's music we're going to sing Where the rainbow ends.