Where Does Brown Begin

To my mind, it always seems a little strange

That the people won't do the thing they ought to

Some folks say the world ain't ever gonna change

But in my heart I believe the other folks who got to-

Who can't afford not to

The daytime's bright, the nighttime's wonderful-

And the twilight never really brings it to an end

If white is right, and black is beautiful-

Lord, where does brown begin?

Tell me people- where does brown begin?

Fire and water won't be mixing, so they say

But I've seen the steamclouds rising, high and free

Salt and pepper don't get in each other's way

They just come together, and when they don't agree-

They let each other be

The daytime's right, the nighttime wonderful-

And twilight never really brings it to an end

If white is right, and black is beautiful-

Lord, where does brown begin?

Tell me people- where does brown begin?