A.B. Original, Archie Roach - Foreword lyrics
[A.B. Original, Archie Roach - Foreword lyrics]
Hey, hey everybody
I'm, I'm Archie, Archie Roach
I was actually born a Mooroopna
And my people are Gunditjmara
People from south-west Victoria
Yeah, my mum's, ah, from, ah
Framlingham Aboriginal mission down
In south-west Victoria
Ah, my dad's a Bundjalung man
From northern New South Wales
And that's me, Archie
Excellent and, um
When you hear a record like
The record we put together
Nah, it, ah, give you goosebumps, ah
It's strong, like you know?
It, ah, gets your blood up
Ah, it's real, it's, it's, it's, it's
It's today, it's, ah you know, we, we
We marched down the street
Back in the '70s, '80s, '70s
We marched for land right we
Marched for land rights, you know?
We walked down the street to Melbourne
We brought that city to a stand-still
We had two thousand
And we wouldn't move until we were ready
Because there's still rights, and housing
How many met
Including land and so many other things
And listening to your album
It just reminds me so much of that old days
And it brings back that time when we
Did pump our fists in the air
Because you had to be
You had to be in their face
You had to be in their face
I'm, I'm Archie, Archie Roach
I was actually born a Mooroopna
And my people are Gunditjmara
People from south-west Victoria
Yeah, my mum's, ah, from, ah
Framlingham Aboriginal mission down
In south-west Victoria
Ah, my dad's a Bundjalung man
From northern New South Wales
And that's me, Archie
Excellent and, um
When you hear a record like
The record we put together
Nah, it, ah, give you goosebumps, ah
It's strong, like you know?
It, ah, gets your blood up
Ah, it's real, it's, it's, it's, it's
It's today, it's, ah you know, we, we
We marched down the street
Back in the '70s, '80s, '70s
We marched for land right we
Marched for land rights, you know?
We walked down the street to Melbourne
We brought that city to a stand-still
We had two thousand
And we wouldn't move until we were ready
Because there's still rights, and housing
How many met
Including land and so many other things
And listening to your album
It just reminds me so much of that old days
And it brings back that time when we
Did pump our fists in the air
Because you had to be
You had to be in their face
You had to be in their face