[Verse 1]òoooooooo aaaaaieeeee iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii) Bare feet in the furrow Red clay in our teeth Sun sits heavy on our shoulders We sing just to breatheoooooooo aaaaaieeeee iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii) Hands cracked like old leather Seeds tucked in this dust You count coins on your fingers I count days on trustoooooooo aaaaaieeeee iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii)oooooooo aaaaaieeeee iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii) [Chorus] Call it dust on our hands Oh mamma Dust on our hands My lord We bend low to feed this hunger But the field still keeps its gold Dust on our hands Oh papa Dust on our hands My soul If the land won’t share its riches Let our voices shake these bonesoooooooo aaaaaieeeee iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii) [Verse 2] [low vocal register] Long rows Lean seasons Same shirt Same stone bread Children dream of city windows I dream one soft bedoooooooo aaaaaieeeeeoooooooo aaaaaieeeee iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii) iuuuuuuu hoooooo(hiiiii) You hum hard through your sorrow I answer with a shout Your voice climbs up through the furrows Till the mountain answers back [Chorus] [Bridge] [call] Brother What you working for? [response] A pot that never fills [call] Sister What you singing for? [response Female vocals] To lift these iron hills [call] Take this pain Turn it over Beat it like this worn-out drum [percussion break] [response Choir] Every stomp Every shoulder Says our freedom’s gonna come [Chorus]
