lirik lagu swing low – obasi
[intro]
and no wonder, for satan himself masquerades as an angel of light
it is not surprising, then, if his servants also masquerade as servants of righteousness
their end will be what their actions deserve
[verse 1]
looked over jordan
and saw storms was forming
up over the water warning
of coming torment, a deathly portent
a steady course plot, it was getting more dark
than the hair up on my head that was dreaded up into co-rs- locks
my horse stopped at the border of our tribe’s land
hooves in the water, i spotted another tribesman
i see the boat come—now, tell me why i don’t run
when i notice that the pilot’s pale, whiter than any bone drum!
and i didn’t know guns then, but i could smell the powder
and i could see his greedy eyes, bleeding to devour
he shot my horse in the breast, and the rest you can guess
last smell of freedom was the scent of the death on his breath
[chorus]
don’t want n-body here to save my soul (swing low, swing low)
but won’t somebody come and carry me home (swing low, swing low)
don’t want n-body here to save my soul (swing low, swing low)
(strange fruit, hanging down to the roots, oh, you gotta taste the juice)
but won’t somebody please carry me home (swing low, swing low)
(taste and see, just for you and me, this is ecstasy)
don’t want n-body, n-body, n-body, no (swing low, swing low)
but won’t somebody please carry me home (swing low, swing low, swing low)
strange fruit, hanging down to the roots, oh, you gotta taste the juice
(swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, oh)
taste and see, just for you and me, this is ecstasy
(swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low)
[verse 2]
looked over jordan
and saw the foreigners fording
a sword in their hands and jewelry
to lure and to k!ll
we sent a boy in
to welcome ’em and to warn ’em
to tell them our lands was haunted
our spirits were real
they laughed and danced, kissed the dirt, shook our hands
called us indians and said they was glad to have found friends
how could i see they was lying to genocide my people?
was i naive to believe that no man could be that evil?
they came and slaughtered, raped our daughters, chained our hands and feet up
we gave them everything and they bit off the hand that feed them!
i watched my village burn before my eyes, couldn’t find no reason
injun hunting season—call that the land of freedom
[chorus]
don’t want n-body here to save my soul (swing low, swing low)
but won’t somebody come and carry me home (swing low, swing low)
don’t want n-body here to save my soul (swing low, swing low)
(strange fruit, hanging down to the roots, oh, you gotta taste the juice)
but won’t somebody please carry me home (swing low, swing low)
(taste and see, just for you and me, this is ecstasy)
don’t want n-body, n-body, n-body, no (swing low, swing low)
but won’t somebody please carry me home (swing low, swing low, swing low)
strange fruit, hanging down to the roots, oh, you gotta taste the juice
(swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, oh)
taste and see, just for you and me, this is ecstasy
(swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low, swing low)
[verse 3]
no record of wrongs
wrecking our homes
how could i break off the bonds?
cashing their check on our bonds
how could i live off the crumbs?
king of the cons
second to none
second by second they come
making new weapons and guns
ship by the ton
(run n-gg- run)
looked over jordan
and behold, you got more bold
call us the villains while you reel in all the cold folds?
no photos while the popo building c-ke roads for the contras
the goal’s to get us hooked, p-ss out samples like it’s costco’s
no conscience
constantly kicking kids to the concrete
’fore they get too big for the car seat
just for k-k-kicks and the court fee
sipping coffee while they kick back
and get mad if anybody call them pig back?
and how they gonna kick out gaddafi
but when the dictator’s here, they get cold feet?
it’s never been more evident that we’re irrelevant
felons and peasants to every demo-crip or elephant
it’s elegant. the b-st-rds mastered they craft
casting themselves as pacifists and pastors salvaging blacks
and we the savages? and the pathology’s black?
i’m just asking if maybe somewhere we lost track of the facts
swing low
[outro]
swing low, swing low
swing low, swing low
swing low, swing low
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