Slave

There's a river running sweat right through our land

Through our land

Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand

In his hand

And I've taken, just as much as I can stand

I can stand

Oh we got to free our brothers from their shackles

Yeah if we can, if we can

Most nights I have to watch my woman cry

Oh she cries

Every day I watch the colonel smile

Oh he smiles

His painted ladies, riding in from town

In from town

Oh I swear one day, I'm gonna burn the whore house

To the ground, to the ground

Slave, slave

To fight the violence we must be brave

Hold on strong to the love God gave

Slave

There's a rumor of a war that's yet to come

Yet to come

That may free our families, free our families

And our sons, and our sons

It may lay green lands to barren waste

All the waste, all the waste

Oh the price of release is a bitter blow to face

Oh the face

Slave, slave

To fight the violence we must be brave

Hold on strong to the love God gave

Slave

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Slave, oh slave

To fight the violence we must be brave

Hold on strong to the love God gave

Slave, slave

To fight the violence, we must be brave

Hold on strong to the love God gave

Slave