1. Well Jo'anna she runs a country she runs in Durban and in the Transvaal,

2. I hear she makes all the golden money, to buy new weapons, any shape of guns,

3. She got supporters in high up places, who turn their heads to the city sun,

4. Even the preacher who works for Jesus, the Archbishop who's a peaceful man,

1. she makes a few of her people happy, oh, she don't care about the rest at all.

2. while every mother in the black Soweto fears the killing of another son.

3. Jo'anna give them the fancy money, oh, to tempt anyone who'd come.

4. together say that the freedom fighters will overcome the very strong.

1. She's got a system they call apartheid, it keeps a brother in a subjection,

2. Sneakin' across all the neighbours' borders, now and again having little fun,

3. She even knows how to swing opinion in every magazine and the journals,

4. I wanna know if you're blind Jo'anna, if you wanna hear the sound of drum,

1. but maybe pressure will make Jo'anna see, how everybody could a live as one. Oh !

2. she doesn't care if the fun and games she play is dang'rous to ev'ryone. Oh !

3. for every bad move that this Jo'anna makes they got a good explanation. Oh !

4. can't you see that the tide is turning, oh, don't make me wait till the morning come. Oh !

Gimme hope, Jo'anna, hope, Jo'anna, gimme hope, Jo'anna, 'fore the morning come.

Gimme hope, Jo'anna, hope, Jo'anna, hope before the morning come.