text: Theres a river running sweat right through our land, through our land
  Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand, in his hand
  And Ive taken just as much as I can stand, I can stand
  Oh, weve got to free our brothers from their shackles, yeah, if we can, if we can
  Most nights I have to watch my woman cry, oh, she cries
  Every day I watch the colonel smile, oh, he smiles
  His painted ladies riding in from town, in from town
  Oh, I swear one day im gonna burn the whorehouse to the ground, to the ground
  Slave, slave
  To fight the violence we must be brave
  Hold on strong to the love God gave
  Slave
  Theres a rumor of a war thats yet to come, yet to come
  That may free our families, free our families and our sons, and our sons
  It may lay green lands to barren waste, all to waste, all to waste
  Oh, the price of release is a bitter blow to face, oh, to face
  Slave, slave
  To fight the violence we must be brave
  Hold on strong to the love God gave
  Slave
  Slave, oh, slave
  To fight the violence we must be brave
  Hold on strong to the love God gave
  Slave, slave
  To fight the violence we must be brave
  Hold on strong to the love God gave
  Slave