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've got to free our brothers from their shackles yeah if we can, if 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 wastes, all the waste, all the waste Oh the price of release is a bitter blow to face, ah to face Slave! Slave. To fight the violence we must be brave, Hold on strong To the love God gave, slave 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