Song | Slave |
Artist | Elton John |
Album | Honky Chateau |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Bernie Taupin Music:Elton John | |
There's a river running sweat right through our land | |
Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand | |
And I've taken just as much as I can stand | |
Oh we've got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can | |
Most nights I have to watch my woman cry | |
Every day I watch the colonel smile | |
His painted ladies riding in from town | |
I swear one day I'm gonna burn that whore house 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 rumour of a war that's yet to come | |
That may free our families and our sons | |
It may lay green lands to barren wastes | |
The price of release is a bitter blow to face |
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
There' s a river running sweat right through our land | |
Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand | |
And I' ve taken just as much as I can stand | |
Oh we' ve got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can | |
Most nights I have to watch my woman cry | |
Every day I watch the colonel smile | |
His painted ladies riding in from town | |
I swear one day I' m gonna burn that whore house 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 rumour of a war that' s yet to come | |
That may free our families and our sons | |
It may lay green lands to barren wastes | |
The price of release is a bitter blow to face |
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
There' s a river running sweat right through our land | |
Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand | |
And I' ve taken just as much as I can stand | |
Oh we' ve got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can | |
Most nights I have to watch my woman cry | |
Every day I watch the colonel smile | |
His painted ladies riding in from town | |
I swear one day I' m gonna burn that whore house 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 rumour of a war that' s yet to come | |
That may free our families and our sons | |
It may lay green lands to barren wastes | |
The price of release is a bitter blow to face |