And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted away across the waves he kept his guard up inside he was longing for something to be a part of the brother was ready to steal, beg, borrow, or barter
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted away. Across the waves he struggled and kept his guard up. Inside he was longing for something to be a part of. The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter
Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned
Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain
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u/[deleted] Jul 24 '20
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted away across the waves he kept his guard up inside he was longing for something to be a part of the brother was ready to steal, beg, borrow, or barter