Black boy in Chicago Playin' in the street Not enough to wear Not near enough to eat But don't you know he saw it On that July afternoon Saw a man named Armstrong Walk upon the moon Young girl in Calcutta Barely eight years old The fly's that swarm the market place Will see she don't grow old But don't you know she heard it On a July afternoon Heard a man named Armstrong Walk upon the moon River's getting dirty The wind in getting bad War and hate are killing off The only earth we have But the whole world stopped to watch it On that July afternoon Watched a man named Armstrong Walk upon the moon And I wonder if a long time ago Somewhere in the universe They watched a man named Adam Walk upon the earth
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