| Song | India'Song |
| Artist | India.Arie |
| Album | Testimony: Vol. 1 Life & Relationship |
| [00:01.53] | Artist：india arie |
| [00:02.28] | Songs Title：india＇song |
| [00:43.94] | To much hypocracy in this old southern town for me. |
| [00:48.25] | Way back in 1619 begins this tragic story. |
| [00:54.98] | Thrown into slavery still the crime was the color of skin. |
| [01:00.86] | Never to see the light of the past again. |
| [01:05.47] | I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song. |
| [01:10.48] | |
| [01:11.15] | I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame. |
| [01:16.27] | |
| [01:16.90] | I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way. |
| [01:22.64] | I wanna go...where the wind calls my name. |
| [01:30.15] | |
| [01:34.64] | The wind is calling India, India, India. |
| [01:38.20] | |
| [01:41.51] | It＇s the typical savanahh day so I take my guitar to the park and I play. |
| [01:46.50] | Sitting up under the live oak trees the strangest feeling came over me. |
| [01:51.74] | |
| [01:52.36] | Is this the tree where my brother was hung? |
| [01:55.49] | Is this the ground where his body was burned? |
| [01:57.68] | |
| [01:58.29] | God gave me the gift of song so I dedicate this one and... |
| [02:02.21] | |
| [02:41.90] | Superiority who can be better than me? |
| [02:44.89] | Wasting precious time of racist mentality. |
| [02:48.34] | |
| [02:50.27] | This is only the beginning the flesh will by pushing in days to come. |
| [02:54.77] | |
| [02:56.26] | Spirit knows no color. Either you＇re a hater or a lover. |
| [00:01.53] | Artist: india arie |
| [00:02.28] | Songs Title: india song |
| [00:43.94] | To much hypocracy in this old southern town for me. |
| [00:48.25] | Way back in 1619 begins this tragic story. |
| [00:54.98] | Thrown into slavery still the crime was the color of skin. |
| [01:00.86] | Never to see the light of the past again. |
| [01:05.47] | I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song. |
| [01:10.48] | |
| [01:11.15] | I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame. |
| [01:16.27] | |
| [01:16.90] | I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way. |
| [01:22.64] | I wanna go... where the wind calls my name. |
| [01:30.15] | |
| [01:34.64] | The wind is calling India, India, India. |
| [01:38.20] | |
| [01:41.51] | It s the typical savanahh day so I take my guitar to the park and I play. |
| [01:46.50] | Sitting up under the live oak trees the strangest feeling came over me. |
| [01:51.74] | |
| [01:52.36] | Is this the tree where my brother was hung? |
| [01:55.49] | Is this the ground where his body was burned? |
| [01:57.68] | |
| [01:58.29] | God gave me the gift of song so I dedicate this one and... |
| [02:02.21] | |
| [02:41.90] | Superiority who can be better than me? |
| [02:44.89] | Wasting precious time of racist mentality. |
| [02:48.34] | |
| [02:50.27] | This is only the beginning the flesh will by pushing in days to come. |
| [02:54.77] | |
| [02:56.26] | Spirit knows no color. Either you re a hater or a lover. |