Gullah Geechee
Gullah Gullah Geechee
Performed by Shemekia Copeland
Written by John Hahn & Will Kimbrough
Day we arrived we jumped the broom
Me and my man in that dusty room
Working side by side can't see to can't see
'Til one week later they took him from me
His chains shook as they dragged him away
All my dreams died that day
Gullah Gullah Geechee
From across the sea
Gullah Gullah Geechee
Still trying to be free
All day long trying not to slip
Trying to avoid the snap of the whip
Snuck out to hush harbor the sun red for down
Prayin' to the man on the cross our lips to the ground
To give us the strength to last one more day
'Til we hear you callin' "steal away, steal away"
Praise house shouting clapping to the beat
Dancing in a circle but don't cross those feet
No don't cross those feet
Gullah Gullah Geechee
From across the sea
Gullah Gullah Geechee
Still trying to be free
Finally got a home in this strange new land
Built it out with your blood your back and strong hands
Now they want to take it pay for you to go
And strip you of the only life you ever known
But they won't get it no matter how they try
There's still some things their money can't buy
Performed by Shemekia Copeland
Written by John Hahn & Will Kimbrough
Day we arrived we jumped the broom
Me and my man in that dusty room
Working side by side can't see to can't see
'Til one week later they took him from me
His chains shook as they dragged him away
All my dreams died that day
Gullah Gullah Geechee
From across the sea
Gullah Gullah Geechee
Still trying to be free
All day long trying not to slip
Trying to avoid the snap of the whip
Snuck out to hush harbor the sun red for down
Prayin' to the man on the cross our lips to the ground
To give us the strength to last one more day
'Til we hear you callin' "steal away, steal away"
Praise house shouting clapping to the beat
Dancing in a circle but don't cross those feet
No don't cross those feet
Gullah Gullah Geechee
From across the sea
Gullah Gullah Geechee
Still trying to be free
Finally got a home in this strange new land
Built it out with your blood your back and strong hands
Now they want to take it pay for you to go
And strip you of the only life you ever known
But they won't get it no matter how they try
There's still some things their money can't buy
Credits
Writer(s): John Hahn, William Kimbrough
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