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 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 whorehouse 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, 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