Alabama '69 Lyrics - Singles - Humble Pie

I come from Alabama and I work a ten pound hammer 

And my womans picking cotton for the bossman on the hill 

They work us till they break our back 

And beat us cos our skin is black 

I guess I'll have to slave till the whip is in the grave 

When will we be free 

I wanna walk down any road 

And feel we have our liberty 

From day to day we live to die 

The scars across my back don't lie 

Ain't there anyone out there 

To hear my freedom cry 

Now I believe a man's a man who earns his pay as best he can 

The colour of his skin don't mean that he ain't just like you 

But white folk here don't give a hell 

They think that we were born to smell 

Of sweat and dust and dirt 

And pull a plough until we die 

When will we be free 

I wanna walk down any road 

And feel we have our liberty 

These shoes I'm wearing every day 

Got holes the size of Frisco Bay 

I'm praying for the time 

When there will come a judgement day 

You all know how long it is since Lincoln made their promices 

That one day we would walk alone the white side of the street 

But there was some bad folk around 

Who got so riled they shot him down 

And there ain't a cop in town 

Who wouldn't do the same for me 

When will we be free 

I wanna walk down any road 

And feel I've got my liberty 

When will we be free 

When will we be free 

When will we be free 

When will we be free