Black Eyes

Black Eyes - On The Sacred Side lyrics

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Woy, blue water in my blood
(If I had legs, I'd get up and move)
Woy, this border in my blood
(If I had arms, I might put up a fight)
Woy, broken shackle in my blood
Woy, occupation in my blood

And the long black guns
and here the slave traders come
with their long black ships
and here the missionaries come
with their long black robes
on the hills with their drums
and here the soldiers' soldiers come
with their long black guns

(legs)
who's got their hands on the long black guns?
(arms)
who's got their backs to the long black guns?
(legs)
who's got their tongues in the sweet, dark rum?
(arms)
who's got their backs to the long black guns?

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Language: English

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