Give Me Liberty

You're itching for a chance So you stiffen up your stance
cnd you enter into a trance
Bullets quickly they advance You
Listen for commands to shoot your rifle in reply
You get so you fire, and your target he expires T
He drum beats just like that. that means, fix your bayonet
You charge, striking fear in the hearts
Of those men who think beating black backs is an art.
You stab cut grab, hit shoot thrust
Fight swing, scream, kick shoot grunt
It's victory or death cnd the soldier to the left
Drops the flag a cannonball sent him to his rest
You Cut your arm on a stake, Sand blasted in you face, But you do not sway You're hit one time in the hip cnd you trip,
Hold yourself with your bayonet tip in the sand
This is it, here's your chance You might die, but you'll do it like a man
Pull yourself up, take your gun feel the grip in your hand
With a limp you advance, bullets whiz and they land
You fall and hit the sand, every breath could be your last
Vision getting blurry, white lights begin to flash
You hope they tell your story and teach about the past
You died for your country that turned their back on those who are black But You'll forever live in glory with the 54th mass
Black Soldiers Salute. Black Soldiers Salute. Black Soldiers Salute.
Give me liberty or Death from this Tyranny.
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees!
Fight for my freedom. die for my freedom.
Fight for my freedom. I'll die for my freedom
Give me liberty or Death from this Tyranny.
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees!
Fight for my freedom. die for my freedom.
Fight for my freedom. I'll die for my freedom