Story Behind The Song
True story.
Song Description
Being held in prison, the slave feels what he did was justified if it will someday bring pride back to his people.
| Song Length |
2:25 |
Genre |
Rock - Classic |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Composed |
Subject |
Protest |
| Similar Artists |
Wilco |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
Waiting for the end of the hour
I put my hands in my pockets
I?m looking out of these sockets
Waiting for the end of the day
Beginning to lose my vision
I haven?t made friends in this prison
But if I had my way I?d do it all again
I?d do it all over cause that?s the kind of man I am
These shackles and chains can?t keep me on the ground
As long as there?s hope for a day when we can stand proud
I?m waiting for the end of the night
I pace the floor in the dampness
Think about life as it happens
Waiting for the end of this life
This may be the end of my song
But I can?t say what I did was wrong
But if I had my way I?d do it all again
I?d do it all over cause that?s the kind of man I am
These shackles and chains can?t keep me on the ground
As long as there?s hope for a day when we can stand proud
Waiting