Slave

There's a river runnin' sweat right through our land Through our land Driven by a man with a bull whip 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 we can Most nights I have to watch my woman cry Oh, she cries Everyday I watch the colonel smile Oh, he smiles His painted ladies ridin' 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 to waste All to 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 Slave, 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