a hundred years in the slave's skin
and right after that, a hundred more years
looking for crumbs under the tables
before the whites step on them
sleeping on bundles of planks
singing only on sunday
you see the black woman
in the role of the maid
and right by her side
her man, all bent
after that, it shouldn't surprise you
it's them who made
them who made
son house and charlie patton
howlin' wolf and blind lemon
so red, the blood of africa
on the lovely cotton flower
the all new america
the beautiful democracy, welcome
ships deporting villages
at the end of the immense voyage
engraved in memory
for light years
each ivory teardrop
each iron collar
after that, it shouldn't surprise you
it's them who made
them who made
son house and charlie patton
howlin' wolf and blind lemon
always pleasing the ghost merchants
she who is bought and he who is given
born with the longest sentence
still living in what we are
a people shut out from humanity
seeking the blue of the ancient kingdom
them who made, it shouldn't surprise you
son house and charlie patton
blind blake and willie dixon
ma rainey and robert johnson
howlin' wolf and blind lemon
son house and charlie patton