My Blood
The Neville Brothers
Jah please come to the crossroads
You can save the children I know
Jah please come to the crossroads
tell them to let the people go.
Jah go to mother Africa
Answer this prayer for me
Jah go to mother Africa
Set all the people free.
That’s my blood down there—in mother Africa
That’s my blood down there
That’s my blood down there—oh, yes it is now
That’s my blood down there
Jah, turn your head to Haiti,
please keep your people strong
Jah, please go down to Haiti,
Hear my brother’s freedom song.
That’s my blood down there—oh, on the island
That’s my blood down there
That’s my blood down there—help them survive, Jah.
Amandla ngawethu—Patience,
gentlemenMayibuye
Jah, send some love to America
For every woman, child, and man
Send some justice to America
Free the blood of the land
That’s my blood down there—on the reservations
That’s my blood down there—all the Indian nations
That’s my blood down there—the first Americans
That’s my blood down there—I’m gonna help them if I can, now,
That’s my blood down there—All over he world
That’s my blood down there—Little tiny boys and girls
Oh, in Nicaragua
Oh, in El Salvador
Oh, in Belfast, Ireland
Sunday, July 27, 2008
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We all have the same blood. The Neville Brothers got it right.
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