I Can Hear The Sound

I can hear the weeping of the mothers
The family has been taken away
I can hear the sounds of the chains
As my forefathers are taken away

Down to the ship
Waiting out at sea
Against their will
They were dragged away

I can hear the sounds of the whiplash
Against my forefathers' back
I can see the pain on their faces
As they leave their loved ones behind

Knowing that they’ll never return
They are going to a faraway land

I can hear the weeping
Oh my people

[Instrumental Break]

Leaving the shores of Afrika
They were chained on stacks and rocks
Out of many hundreds, only half survived
The condition, oh it was so bad
In the bottom of the ship
They were so sad

Reaching the shores of this new land
They were brought to be sold as slaves
For only a few shilling, you can buy a man's life
When will we, will we be free?

Oh I want, oh I want
I want to be free

I can hear the weeping
Oh my people