"Old Slaves" as written by and Stephen Marley....
Wanna see my past
Look at my face
You see them pains from yesterday
Look at my face

Wanna see my face
Look at my face
Was an honest face
Look at my face

And this morning
Feels so close to the past
For just yesterday
You were left in the dark

Yeah and the dem oppression
Of them chains
Still weighs on my brain

Can you see what I'm saying
Look at my pain
You see them pains from yesterday
Look at my face

You wanna see my face
Look at my face
Was I born free,
Was I born a slave
Look at my face

With the whip on your mind
And your mind leads
Your soul astray

And you can see that today
You are all just some
Murdered slaves

'Cause you been thinking
That slavery is just from
The nation's past
That's the puppet masters game

Can you see what I'm saying
Look at my pain
You see them pains from yesterday
Look at my face

You wanna see my face
Look at my face
Was I born free,
Was I born a slave
Look at my face

Look at my pain
You see them pains from yesterday
Look at my face

You wanna see my face
Look at my face
Was I born free,
Was I born a slave
Look at my face

And this morning
Feels so close to the past
For still yet today
We are slaves in our yards

And the dem oppression
Of them chains
Still weighs on my brain

Should I sing it together
Look at my pain
You see them pains from yesterday
Look at my face

You wanna see my face
Look at my face
Was I born free,
Was I born a slave
Look at my face

Look at my pace
I'll forever come
From yesterday
Look at my pace, yeah yeah


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"Old Slaves" as written by Stephen Marley

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