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