I took a walk upon the morn
Before the sun was high
I traced the paths that I once knew
The ones among the pines
A vulture's song accompanied
As trails began to fork
And so I took the narrow path
the dark and crooked sort
Can you feel the sinking of our boat
Lose our dead weight so we can stay afloat
I climbed a hill before I quit
And there a wooden cross did sit
It hid among the dry dead grass
And on it my name was writ'
I shudder at the memory
Of a day so black and cold
The day I saw a strong boy die
His life I was to hold
But for freedom he was sold
Can you feel the sinking of our boat
Lose our dead weight so we can stay afloat
He drove his stake into the ground
And claimed to own my land
So with sinister eyes I struck a deal
As we shook bloody hands
Tread lightly now as I walk the ground
The ground where he now lays
That was the day that I would trade
A foothold for a face
So hear my words and write them down
You may not hear them again
Discontent is the first step
In the progress of a man
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