Otis Taylor Ten Million Slaves
Raining fire, 'cross the ocean
Another mad man, done struck again
Raining fire, 'cross the ocean
Another mad man, done struck again
Sitting down here, fallout shelter
Paint my walls, twice a week
Sitting down here, fallout shelter
Thinking about the slaves, a long time ago
Ten million slaves, 'cross the ocean
They had shackles, on their legs
Ten million slaves, 'cross the ocean
They had shackles, on their legs
Don't know where, where they're going
Don't know where, where they've been
Don't know where, where they're going
Don't know where, where they've been
Sun goes out, you'll be standing
You'll be standing, by yourself
Sun goes out, you'll be standing
You'll be standing, by yourself
Ten million slaves, 'cross the ocean
They had shackles, on their legs
Ten million slaves, 'cross the ocean
They had shackles, on their legs
Don't know where, where they're going
Don't know where, where they've been
Don't know where, where they're going
Don't know where, where they've been
Ten million slaves, 'cross the ocean
They had shackles, on their legs
Food goes bad, food goes rancid
But they ate it, in a way
Don't know where, where they're going
Don't know where, where they've been
Don't know where, where they're going
Don't know where, where they've been
Sun goes out, you'll be standing
You'll be standing, all alone
Sun goes out, you'll be standing
You'll be standing, all alone
All alone
All alone
All alone
Alone
