Joshua Gone Barbados

Cane standing in the fields getting old and red
 Lot of misery in Georgetown, three men lying dead
 And Joshua, head of the government, say strike for better pay
 Cane cutters are striking, Joshua gone away
 Joshua gone Barbados, just like he don't know
 People on this island, they got nowhere to go
 Down, down, get down in the city, you can hear how the women bawl
 Joshua gone Barbados, he don't care at all
 Sonny Child the overseer, I swear he's an ignorant man
 Walking through the cane field, pistol in his hand
 Now roll it across the strikers, oh, it may not rain
 Everybody in jail, strike be all in vain
 Joshua gone Barbados, just like he don't know
 People on the St. Vincent, they got no place to go
 
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 That's enough, it's a very long song