Do I cry for me, or do I cry for others?
Do I feel remorse
for long lost brothers?
I'll not lie and say I understand
You did what you did under iron hands.
I'll never see what your mama has seen
bow to the mistress who brings what she brings.
Oh thank you ma'am for this bit of scrap, don't mind me, I'm just your trash.
Feed me, cloth me, say what you will, but Old Abe's hunkering o'er that hill
I know what I want, and I know what I've done,
freedom's a prize that deserves to be won,
so look down on me, I don't care
I have worked harder than you'd ever dare,
What's the matter pasty?
I know! Your a *****!
Do you feel feel kind of squirrely
cause I've got the itch?
Slavery's over, so keep you your dime,
I'm looking out for me and what's mine.
2007-04-13
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