Humble Pie - Alabama '69 Lyrics
YepThis one's called "Alabama 69"I come from Alabama and I work a ten pound hammerAnd my woman's picking cotton for the bossman on the hillThey work us till they break our backBeat us cos our skin is blackI guess I'll have to slave till the whip is in the graveYeah, when will we be freeI wanna walk down any roadAnd feel I have my libertyWell, from day to day I live to dieThe scars across my back don't lieAin't there anyone out thereTo hear my freedom cryWell, I believe a man's a man who earns his pay as best he canThe colour of his skin don't mean he ain't just like youYeah, but white folk here don't give a hellThey think that we were born to smellOf sweat and dust and dirtOr plough until we dieHallelujahLet me hear you nowWhen will we be freeI wanna walk down any roadAnd feel I have my libertyThese shoes I'm wearing every dayGot holes the size of Frisco BayI'm praying for the timeWhen there will come a judgement dayLet me play you some lead hereOoh, oohWell, we all know how long it is since Lincoln made those promisesThat one day we would walk along the white side of the streetNow, but there were some bad folk aroundThat got so riled they shot him downAnd there ain't a cop in townWho wouldn't do the same for meYeah, now, when will we be freeI wanna walk down any roadAnd feel I have my libertyWell, now, nowWhen will we be freeYeah, yeahWhen will we be freeOoh, yeahWhen will we be freeWell, now, nowWhen will we be freeWell, now, now, now, nowWhen will we be free-acap
