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I was born on the river road, I swear thatâs all I know
I was free with no heavy load, choose any way I go
I was free with my head up high, a prince in
my land of home
But the devilâs come and take me out, chain me to my
broken bones
Come on
Come on cry for home
My princess she was taken too
But I donât know where she go
My princess she was taken too
But I donât know where she go
Now Iâm beat up with a broken soul
I canât choose nothinâ no more
Come on, cry
Come on, cry, cry, cry for home â¦
Now Iâm the captain of your bullwhip
Now, donât you try to cross me â¦
See how this leatherâs shining
Now you forget about being free ...
Youâre going to end up one more black slave
Left out on the open sea
Come on cry for home
Cry for home
Donât know where Iâm going to, chains on my bleeding bones
Donât know where Iâm going to, chains on my bleeding bones
I hear my love in the stinking dark
I hear her scream and moan
Captain said itâs just one more black slave
Who cries for home
Yeah, cry for home, come on and cry for home
- Album:
- Chris Rea
- Miscellaneous
- Santo Spirito Blues
- Blue Guitars
- King of the Beach
- The Blue Cafe
- La Passione
- Espresso Logic
- Auberge
- Road To Hell
- Dancing With Strangers
- Dancing Shoes
- On The Beach
- Water Sign
- Tennis
- Deltics
- Whatever Happened To Benny Santini?
- Blue Street (Five Guitars)
- Dancing Down The Stony Road
- The Road To Hell: Part 2