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  • Текст песни Joshua James - Coal War

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    I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes
    I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes
    I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes
    Arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done
    I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes
    I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free
    I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free
    I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free
    Till the color of our skin it don't mean a damn thing
    I ain't open my eyes, open till we all walk free
    I ain't pickin' up a paper till the wild wind blows
    I ain't pickin' up a paper till the wild wind blows
    I ain't pickin up a paper till the wild wind blows
    Till we should say what we should say, till we know what we should know
    I ain't pickin up a paper, pickin till the wild wind blows
    'Cause it's a coal, it's a coal war
    It's a coal, coal, it's a coal war, ah!
    I ain't cuttin' my hair till the good Lord comes
    Arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done
    I ain't cuttin' my hair, cuttin' till the good Lord comes
    Till the good Lord comes

    'Cause it's a coal, it's a coal war, ah
    It's a coal, coal, coal

    If we don't walk free with hand in heart, it's time
    If we cannot see all we destroy, we're blind
    It's not the hand that cuts, it's the heart we left behind
    It's not the hand that cuts, it's the hatred deep inside
    It's not the hand that cuts, it's the hatred deep inside
    It's not the hand, not the hand
    Five dollars and a head to keep
    With dull black scissors and some kerosene
    You burnt the house but you came to bid him well, oh
    What a thing to tell, put poison in the well
    Just to say
    Just to say
    Just to say
    Just to say
    I ain't cuttin' my hair till the good Lord comes
    Ain't cuttin' my hair till the good Lord comes
    I ain't cuttin' my hair till the good Lord comes
    Arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done
    I ain't cuttin' my hair, cuttin' till the good Lord comes
    Till the good Lord comes

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