Humble Pie - Alabama '69 lyrics
[Humble Pie - Alabama '69 lyrics]
Yep this one's called "Alabama 69"
I come from Alabama and I
Work a ten pound hammer
And my woman's picking cotton for the
Boss man on the hill
They work us till they break our back
Beat us cos our skin is black
I guess I'll have to slave till
The whip is in the grave
Yeah, when will we be free
I wanna walk down any road
And feel I have my liberty
Well, from day to day I live to die
The scars across my back don't lie
Ain't there anyone out there
To hear my freedom cry
Well, I believe a man's a man who
Earns his pay as best he can
The color of his skin don't mean
He ain't just like you
Yeah, but white folk here don't give a hell
They think that we were born to smell
Of sweat and dust and dirt
Or plough until we die
Hallelujah let me hear you now
When will we be free
I wanna walk down any road
And feel I have my liberty
These shoes I'm wearing every day
Got holes the size of Frisco Bay
I'm praying for the time
When there will come a judgment day
Let me play you some lead here ooh, ooh
Well, we all know how long it
Is since Lincoln made those promises
That one day we would walk along
The white side of the street
Now, but there were some bad folk around
That got so riled they shot him down
And there ain't a cop in town
Who wouldn't do the same for me
Yeah, now, when will we be free
I wanna walk down any road
And feel I have my liberty
Well, now, now when will we be free
Yeah, yeah when will we be free
Ooh, yeah when will we be free
Well, now, now when will we be free
Well, now, now, now, now
When will we be free
I come from Alabama and I
Work a ten pound hammer
And my woman's picking cotton for the
Boss man on the hill
They work us till they break our back
Beat us cos our skin is black
I guess I'll have to slave till
The whip is in the grave
Yeah, when will we be free
I wanna walk down any road
And feel I have my liberty
Well, from day to day I live to die
The scars across my back don't lie
Ain't there anyone out there
To hear my freedom cry
Well, I believe a man's a man who
Earns his pay as best he can
The color of his skin don't mean
He ain't just like you
Yeah, but white folk here don't give a hell
They think that we were born to smell
Of sweat and dust and dirt
Or plough until we die
Hallelujah let me hear you now
When will we be free
I wanna walk down any road
And feel I have my liberty
These shoes I'm wearing every day
Got holes the size of Frisco Bay
I'm praying for the time
When there will come a judgment day
Let me play you some lead here ooh, ooh
Well, we all know how long it
Is since Lincoln made those promises
That one day we would walk along
The white side of the street
Now, but there were some bad folk around
That got so riled they shot him down
And there ain't a cop in town
Who wouldn't do the same for me
Yeah, now, when will we be free
I wanna walk down any road
And feel I have my liberty
Well, now, now when will we be free
Yeah, yeah when will we be free
Ooh, yeah when will we be free
Well, now, now when will we be free
Well, now, now, now, now
When will we be free