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Uncle Tom

Zenei stílus: Pop/Rock Kiadás éve: 2016
Előadó: Mushu

Zeneszerző: Isaak Palmer, Kozák Örs, Kert Antal
Dalszövegíró: Isaak Palmer
I Ain't got time for hanging around
People not knowing
when the sun goes down
I worked so hard
my nose turned brown,
sniffing people not knowing
when the sun go down.

Master, Master I’ve been told
Fetch me silver, grab that gold
I worked so hard
with sleeves unrolled
‘Cause I can’t pick
cotton if it gets too cold

Master, I must say, you often
charge more than you pay
I’d just as soon be on my way
But a Knick-Knack
Whipcrack and I stay

Oh My Blisters Bleed
This ain’t the kind of work I need

I’d rather starve than slave all day
You can tax me,
torture, but I won’t obey

Cause I ain’t got time
for hanging around
People not knowing
when the sun goes down
I worked so hard
my nose turned brown,
sniffing people not knowing
when the sun go down.

Ain’t no Masters, Ain’t no Gods
Let My People Go!
Ain’t no Masters, Ain’t no Gods
Let My People Go!
Ain’t no Masters, Ain’t no Gods
Let My People Go!
Take your chances,
snatch the odds
Let My People Go!
If you don’t get fed,
what’re you working for ?
Let My People Go!
Well I’d shine your
shoes and shovel snow,
but it’s 6pm, I’ve got a life at home

Cause I ain’t got time
for hanging around
People not knowing
when the sun go down
I worked so hard
my nose turned brown,
sniffing people not knowing
when the sun go down.

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