Ten Million Slaves - Otis Taylor

Rain and fire crossed that ocean

Mad man made struck again

Rain and fire crossed that ocean

Mad man made the struck again

Sitting down here fallout shelter

Paint my walls, twice a week

Sitting down here fallout shelter

Think about the slaves, long time ago

Ten million slaves crossed that Ocean

They had shackles on Their Legs

Ten million slaves crossed that Ocean

They had Shackles on Their Legs

Don’t know where, where they’re going

Don’t know where, where they’ve been

Don’t know where, where they’re going

Don’t know where, where they’ve been

Sun goes out, you’ll be standing

You’ll be standing by yourself

Sun goes out, you’ll be standing

You’ll be standing by yourself

Ten million slaves crossed that Ocean

They Had Shackles on their legs

Ten million slaves crossed that Ocean

They had shackles on their legs

Don’t know where, where they’re going

Don’t know where, where they’ve been

Don’t know where, where they’re going

Don’t know where, where they’ve been

Ten million slaves crossed that ocean

They had shackles on their legs

Food goes bad, food looks Rancid

But they ate it anyway

Don’t know where, where they’re going

Don’t know where, where theyve been

Don’t know where, where they’re going

Don’t know where, where they’ve been

Sun goes out, you’ll be standing

You’ll be standing all alone

Sun goes out, you’ll be standing

You’ll be standing all alone

All alone, all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone…