Текст песни NAZARETH - Whiteboy
NAZARETH - Whiteboy слова песни
Текст песни NAZARETH - Whiteboy
Send him to the fields, send him to the warsSend him on down to slave on the farmsSteal his land, rob his soulSend him on down to dig that holeGive him no hope, give him no trialPut him in chains, break that smilePull that barge, tote that bale( )Listen to him singin', hear him wailYou wouldn't do that to a whiteboyYou wouldn't do that to a whiteboyYou wouldn't do that to a whiteboyGive him no peace, give him no restTeach him to believe your god is the bestSail him away, to the promised landSend him on down into his masters handTake his woman, take his childTake him on down to the murder milePull that barge, tote that baleWhat's that song you hear him wailNow you wonder why he's an angry manWhy there's fire in your father's land