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There'Gs 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 Cgot to free our brothers from their Dshackles if we Ccan G
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
EmSlave, Cslave
To Gfight the violence we Dmust be brave
EmHold on strong to the lCove God gave
EmSlave
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
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