Sam is Your Leader - G.B.H.

Bring me your poor, give me your weak

'cos I can make strong, the man who can’t speak

I’m out on my own in the field of life

Harvesting souls for your children and wife

Sam is your leader

The eagle has flown

He’s making mountains

Out of skin and bone

Sam is your leader

The eagle is here

I’d like to hate you.

But I love you dear

A nation of nations where wisdom are pearls

The lip of anger is starting to curl

The immigrants rally, hand on their hearts

Bearing the load that’s stacked on the cart

In the Tinsel Town country where a cowboy is king

A fortified pheonix takes to the wing

Defending old glory and turning invader

Liberties torch is a hand held Grenada