Lyrics

3. Oh, Lord 3:57
music and lyrics by Ernest Troost


Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
What have they done
To silence my voice
They’ve taken my tongue
Oh, Lord, what have they done

Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
They’ve blackened the sky
They’ve dragged us from our homes
They’re putting out our eyes
Oh, Lord, they’re putting out our eyes

chorus
We won’t wait for the rumblin’ of the tanks
The splintering of bones, the collapsing of the banks
Their boys in the back been busy stackin’ the decks
But there ain’t nobody here gonna live with a boot on their neck
Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
In the land of the free
They’ve chained Lady Liberty to a live oak tree
Oh, Lord, to a live oak tree

Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
They never get their fill
They hound us ‘cross the valleys
They hunt us in the hills
Oh, Lord, they never get their fill

chorus
But we won’t wait for the rumblin’ of the tanks
The splintering of bones, the collapsing of the banks
Their boys in the back been busy stackin’ the decks
But there ain’t nobody here gonna live with a boot on their neck

We’ll ship them all to some far-off shore
With their golden calves and their party whores
Their plague of lies will poison us no more
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord


Ernest Troost, vocals, guitars, bass, pump organ, shaker, pandemic brass