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The conquistadors came with their sabres and guns |
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And they raped and they slaughtered until they were done |
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They hacked and they killed and left no one alive |
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Then they brought in the slaves who they allowed to survive |
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Welcome to the New World, you could hear the men say |
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As they sat on the shores of Guantanamo Bay |
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And after four hundred years independence was short |
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That's just how it is with a deep water port |
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The battleships came and they never left shore |
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Tasting the conquest, they just wanted more |
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The sign it said welcome to the US of A |
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In the Republic of Cuba, Guantanamo Bay |
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Past the barbed wire fence and the field of mines |
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You can see the men who left their families behind |
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To burn 'neath the sun to be tortured and killed |
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Where their stomaches are empty and their spirits are grilled |
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If you're looking for freedom this is the price you must pay |
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It's written in blood on Guantanamo Bay |
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The vultures they circle at ease overhead |
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The living may live and the dead will be dead |
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the time it may come in this tropical heat |
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That they'll have to go somewhere else to eat |
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Maybe a storm will come wash it away |
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But still the guard towers glitter on Guantanamo Bay |
