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Trent D'Arby Terence
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Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high
Far from a river where things grow green
The flowers weep and they lean away
From the blood-stained soil beneath my feet
The thorns outnumber the petals on the rose
And the darkness amplifies the sound
Of printer's ink on propaganda page
That will rule your life and fuel my rage
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I tried to bend my knees, but my knees were already bent
I haven't stood like a man for such a long time now
I called on my God, but he was sleeping on that day
I guess I'll just have to depend on me, oh
Shall I tell my children, if they ask of me?
Did I surrender forth my right to be?
You see, my daddy died to leave this haunting ground
And this same ground still haunts me
The cool September blows the seeds away
The harvest blown again this year
But I'll return a stronger man
I'll return to me my homeland
No grave shall hold my body down
This land is still my home
I said, but I'll return a stronger man
I'll return to me my homeland
No grave shall hold my body down
This land is still my home
This land is still my home
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh