Slaves

Little bird got a name
 You call it Sparrow
 Drop of water got a name
 You call it rain
 He is a man
 But it's "Slave" you call him
 You have seen his face
 Don't you know his name?
 When your fields come apart
 You call their pardon
 When the burrow grow green
 Call it "Sugarcane"
 He works your fields
 'Til he's old and weary
 Still little boy you call him
 Don't you know his name?
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 Without no name
 It's a lot hard dirty
 Without no name
 Lord, no soul to save
 When he's dead and gone
 Who will remember him
 Without no name to mark his grave? Water, water, water in a pail
 Still the sweet rain and water
 Little barrow in a cage
 Sparrow just the same
 But a man in chains
 No, you can't call him nothing
 But when his chains be gone
 And his soul be his
 When you call him "Free"
 Then you'll know his name
 Ohh..., yeah
 And then you'll know his name
 Uhh..., you know his name