A Piece of Ground [Live in Concert]

Hmmm
Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

When the white man first came here from over the seas
He looked and he said, this is God's own country
He was mighty well pleased with this land that he'd found
And he said I will make here my own piece of ground

Hmmm
Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

Now many's the battle he still had to fight
And many's the black men who lived all around
Yes, many's the family who died in the night
All of them wanting their own piece of ground

Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

But then one fine day in 1883
Gold was discovered in great quantity
Well the country was rich and was richer than planned
And each digger wanted his own piece of land

Oyah halala
Oyah
Oyah halalaa

Yes the white men were few and the gold was so deep
The black man was called 'cause his labor was cheap
With drill and with shovel he toiled underground
Six pennies a day to tender the ground

Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

Now this country's so rich and it seems strange to me
That the black man whose labor has made it to be
Cannot enjoy the fruits that abound
He's uprooted and kicked from his own piece of ground

Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

Why some people say, hmmm don't you worry
We'll give you a nice piece of reserved territory
But I'll bet my life that twelve million can be found
On a miserable thirty per cent of the ground?

Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

Yes, some people say now don't you worry
We can always find work in the white mans city
But don't stay too long and don't stay too deep
For you're bound to disturb the white men in his sleep

Oh halala
Oyah
Oh halala

White men, don't sleep long and don't sleep too deep
For your life and possessions how long will you keep?
'Cause I've heard a rumour that's running around
That the black mans demanding his own piece of ground
His own piece of ground
His own piece of ground
His own piece of ground
His own piece of ground
His own piece of ground