Black boy in Chicago
Playing in the street
Not near enough to wear

Not near enough to eat
Don't you know he saw it
On a July afternoon

He saw a man named Armstrong
Walk upon the moon


Young girl in Calcutta
Barely eight years old
The flies that swarm the market place

Will see she don't get old
Don't you know she heard it
On that July afternoon

She heard a man named Armstrong
Had walked upon the moon
She heard a man named Armstrong

Had walked upon the moon

The rivers are getting dirty

The wind is getting bad
War and hate are killing off
The only earth we have

But the world all stopped to watch it
On that July afternoon
To watch a man named Armstrong

Walk upon the moon
To watch a man named Armstrong
Walk upon the moon

To watch 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