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HOW-2-IN-5: "COUNTRY COME TO TOWN" | BROTHER DEGE 

HOW-2-IN-5: "COUNTRY COME TO TOWN | Brother Dege. From the album Farmer's Almanac. 
Learn how to play "Country Come to Town" in 5 minutes and hit subscribe to the Brother Dege YouTube Channel, now nearing 30k subscribers. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJmVCq04GpE&lc=z23lwj1ahoueddilgacdp435puyjmkhz0fk3qxo45lpw03c010c

 

FARMER’S ALMANAC (2018, CD, WAV, FLAC) 

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HOW-2-IN-5: "THE BLACK SEA" | BROTHER DEGE 


How to play "The Black Sea" by Brother Dege in 5 minutes. From the album HOW TO KILL A HORSE. KEY: D FLAT TUNING: Db Ab Db Gb Bb Db (DOUBLE DROP-D / FLAT) *NOTES: The Black Sea requires two guitar players - one rhythm & one lead - to fully execute song. The RIFF SECTION rides on top of the rhythm guitar parts. Get together with one of your friends and shred that thing together.

HOW TO KILL A HORSE (2013, VINYL, CD, FLAC, WAV, MP3) 

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2019 EUROPEAN TOUR: UPDATED 

MORE DATES ON THE WAY: including Netherlands.

2019 EUROPEAN TOUR | BROTHER DEGE & THE BROTHERHOOD 
GERMANY, 
10/25/19    Syke, Germany, Hall Of The Kreissparkasse 
10/26/19    Loitz, Germany, Bauernstube Bluesnight 
10/29/19    Berlin, Germany, Boiler House 
10/30/19    Hamburg, Germany Downtown Blues Club 
10/31/19    Templin, Germany, Multicultural Center 
11/1/19     Torgau, Germany, Cultural Bastion 
11/2/19        Trostburg, Germany, Postsaal 
11/3/19        Ohrdruf, Germany, Living room concert 
11/4/19        tba     
11/5/19        Weil am Rhein, Boiler House 
11/6/19        B - St. Vith - Kuz, Germany, Kuz 
11/7/19        Unna, Germany, Linden Brewery 
11/8/19        Salzgitter, Germany, Kniestadt Church 
11/9/19        Storkow, Germany, Palas Of Storkow Castle 
11/10/19    tba     
11/11/19    tba     
11/12/19    Berchtesgaden, Cuckoo's Nest     
11/13/19    Bad Aibling - Kurhaus 
11/14/19    Biberach / Riss - Culture Hall Abdera     
11/15/19    Geislingen / Steige, Germany, Rätsche 
11/16/19    Garching, Germany, Town House, Bluesnight 
11/17/19    tba     
11/18/19    tba     
11/19/19    Fürth, Germany, Culture Forum 
11/20/19    Langenargen, Germany, Münzhaus 
11/21/19    CH-Aarau - KIFF (Support: The Two) 
11/22/19    Nagold, Germany, Old Seminar Gym 
11/23/19    Brackenheim, Germany, Chapel in The Castle 

FRANCE 
11/26/19    FR, Saint Etienne, Disorder 
11/27/19    FR, Besançon, Bar de L'u 
11/28/19    FR, Valence, Le Sallon de Jean-Louis 
11/29/19    FR, Paris. La Boule noire 
11/30/19    FR, Nantes, La Scène Michelet 
12/01/19    FR, Angers, Le Jokers Pub

HOW-2-IN-5: LAST MAN OUT OF BABYLON | BROTHER DEGE 

How-2-In-5:  
SONG: "Last Man Out of Babylon" by Brother Dege 
From the album HOW TO KILL A HORSE  
on GolarWash Labs & Records 
Lyrics & Music: Dege Legg / Brother Dege

HOW TO KILL A HORSE (2013, VINYL, CD, FLAC, WAV, MP3) 
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THE FARMER'S ALMANAC SCARECROW | BACK STORY & PRINTS 

18X27” PRINT | THE SCARECROW 
- Signed/limited-edition: #1-25 
- $25/each + shipping. 
-Full-color landscape print on 80lb matte 
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DETAIL: This is a landscape, alternate shot 
of the Farmer’s Almanac cover, 
Photographed by Lucius Fontenot 
in Mowata, Louisiana, 
Where my grandparents, great grandparents 
Are from. 
The symbolism of the scarecrow 
(a crucified, Christ-like scarecrow figure, 
Playing upon our preprogrammed superstitions, 
Founded or unfounded fears, divine superintendence, 
As well as the crumbling ideal 
Of the American dream or ideal 
Of moneid success) 
Has been floating around in my head 
And in my songs 
For a loooong time. 
However, a cohesive album concept, 
Devoted to the sad beauty 
& ragged narcotic wasteland 
Of small town rural America 
Didn’t begin to materialize 
Until I moved to New Orleans 
And began playfully, 
Almost unthinkingly, 
Building a scarecrow sculpture 
Composed of driftwood 
Pulled from the Mississippi River 
Three blocks away from my house. 
In my spare time, 
While walking our dog 
With my girlfriend, 
I began noticing 
All of the anthropomorphic shaped driftwood, 
Shoring up 
Along the banks of the Mississippi. 
I began collecting the interesting pieces 
Taking them home 
And slowly, 
Assembling the pieces 
Of the Scarecrow in sections. 
After a couple weeks 
Of trial & error, 
I found a workable shape 
And a system of assembly, 
Namely, attaching all of the pieces 
Together with long drywall screws 
And lag bolts. 
After that, I bought him an old overcoat, 
Had a custom hat made, 
And draped him 
In some colorful tug & salvage ropes 
I also found along the banks 
Of the river. 
Eventually I mounted the whole thing 
On an 8 foot tall pine 4x4, 
Which was essential 
As the completed scarecrows 
Weighs about 75 lbs. 
The end result came out so good, 
I tried to make a second scarecrow. 
Just to have as a backup. 
It didn’t come out nearly as good, 
So burned it in our courtyard 
In New Orleans and filmed it. 
Yes, it did freak out the neighbors. 
And yes, we did get complaints. 
Nonetheless, 
The incredibly talented 
Lucius Fontenot shot the cover 
At crawfish pond 
In Mowata, Louisiana 
Near the farmland where 
My Cajun-French grandparents, 
Great grandparents grew up 
And worked the land for an indeterminate 
Number of generations. 
We shot the cover 
On a cold day in January 2018. 
The album was released June 1, 2018. 
The Scarecrow now lives in a storage room 
In Lafayette, Louisiana. 
I’ll eventually either replant him 
Or sell him for auction 
At some point in the future. 
Cheers. 
Much love & thx to everyone involved.

 

Lucius P. Fontenot Photography: http://lafphoto.com/

AMERICAN LONGHAIR & SCARECROW POSTERS | NOW AVAILABLE $25 

NOW AVAILABLE | Signed & numbered, 18x27 inch American Longhair & Farmers Almanac prints (on 80lb matte stock). Limited edition: #1-25. $25 each + shipping at BrotherDege.net. We Shot the American Longhair cover on a whim after I read an article on Bruce Schultz’s tin type photos. I brought the chair, shotguns, flowers to stick in the barrels (referencing 60s anti-war protests), my ‘65 Dobro that I wrote “House of the Dying Sun” with, and the slide that is on my finger. The inspiration for the shot comes from an old photo of my Cajun grandparents wedding day in southern Louisiana - one of my favorite photos of all time. They were farmers who saved up enough money, working Acadia parish farmland (pictured in the background of the Farmers Almanac Scarecrow photo) for years until they saved up enough money to open a small country store and eventually send my mother to nursing school. If you’ll notice my hands are folded in the same manner as my grandfathers in the wedding photo. It took a 4-5 tries to get the shot, but when we did, we knew it was the one. I still have the original tin-type plates, including the outtakes in my American Longhair archive box. Everything is connected. And the journey goes on. 

Photography by Bruce Schultz (American Longhair) & @lucius_a_fontenot_photography (Scarecrow) 

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Brother Dege & The Brotherhood | Switzerland July 20 & 21, 2019 

Brother Dege & The Brotherhood return to Europe to play to epic Festival shows in Switzerland. JULY 20 RUN TO THE HILLS FESTIVAL BOLTIGEN, SWITZERLAND JULY 21 BLUE BALLS FESTIVAL LUCERNE, SWITZERLAND SONG: "No Man a Slave" from the album Farmer's Almanac ARTIST: Brother Dege

ROADLOG: SOLO OCULO + THE 'RAM FAM 

ROADLOG: SOLO OCULO | THE ‘RAM FAM 
This last east coast run  
with Pentagram 
And The Dirty Streets 
Was a good run.  
Short, but intense.  
But also super introspective.  
I did the tour solo  
In the truest sense of the word.  
All of my immediate circle  
Of family, friends, 
And band mates, 
Who usually accompany me 
And help out & manage things, 
Were busy working, 
Thus they couldn’t join me 
On the trek.  
So I went rolled by myself.  
Going it alone out there 
On the long haul 10 hr drives, 
It gives one time  
To meditatively reflect upon  
One’s life and journey  
And assess the many things  
About yourself  
That you may or may not 
Always like: 
Quirks, emotional needs,  
Lifelong insecurities, 
Resentments, shortcomings, 
Selfish & addictive Inclinations.  
Also,  
The huge number  
Of sacrifices necessary 
In order to continue  
Doing this little  
Suspended adolescent  
Rock & roll 
Creative career/lifestyle.  
Etc.  
So many things.  
So much time & energy required.  
So much self-work to do.   
To improve on,  
Tweak, 
And course correct.  
All these things  
Come flooding in 
With the miles and miles  
Of the oncoming road.  
Alone.  
HWY.  
Bridges.  
Anonymous exits.  
Small Towns.  
Strangers, 
Mutedly incased  
In their cars, 
Floating by.  
Pondering their own lives.  
Or maybe not.  
It was a tough little run,  
Driving, loading 
In/out, playing.  
Climbing into a hotel bed 
By one’s self.  
Staring at the walls.  
Drone of the TV.  
The road alone  
Is quiet 
And deafening.  
And sometimes lonely.  
In so many ways, 
We are all alone, 
Out there / In here, 
Sitting atop  
A pile of years. 
Wondering.  
Where does it go?  
What does it mean? L 
Sigh.  
The three things  
I learned on this tour: 
1. Never move to New Jersey.  
2. Never drive in New Jersey.  
3. I really miss & truly appreciate  
All of my family, close friends, 
Band mates, acquaintances, 
And  
Hometown people. 
I really do.  
And I apologize to everyone  
If I don’t  
Say that enough. 
I get distracted, 
Plowing forward  
And sometimes  
Miss the little things 
That are often more fulfilling  
And sustainable  
Than all the kookiness  
Of the Rock & Roll Trail of Tears.  
So thank you  
So much  
To all my family  
And supportive friends 
And people out there 
For taking the journey  
With me 
And putting up  
With my “stuff.” 
And much thanks 
And gratitude  
To the whole ‘Ram Fam: 
Pentagram.  
Bobby, Pellet, Greg, 
Matt, Pistol Peterine, 
Zac, Joe, Jack, Mike.  
You guys really watched  
My back  
And took care of me 
On this run.  
On all the runs.  
It’s so strange how  
Bands that play 
Such Heavy & dark music 
Almost always  
Are the sweetest people. 
Many of them, 
Wounded and worn torn, 
But so kind and giving  
In ways  
You wouldn’t expect  
If looking in from  
The outside 
And not privy 
To a detailed briefing  
Of the fragile ins/outs 
Of the inner lives  
Of these complicated, 
And conflicted 
But gentle beasts.

ROADLOG: BENTONIA | 6/14/19 

ROADLOG: BENTONIA 
6/14/19 
Mississippi was lit. 
Bentonia, MS 
To be specific. 
The Town that birthed Skip James 
And Jack Owens, 
Legendary minor key 
Dark delta pioneers. 
The venue, 
Blue Front Cafe 
Was opened by Carey & Mary Holmes 
in 1948. 
In 1970, 
Their son Jimmy Duck Holmes, 
Now considered a blues legend, 
Took it over and runs it 
To this day. 
Place is a straight up sweaty, 
Dusty, cinder block 
Delta Blues shack. 
They only serve beer. 
No liquor. 
But everybody’s walking round 
With cups of local moonshine. 
Minimal PA. 
Place packed. 
No stage. 
Just set up on the floor 
and go. 
Which is what I did. 
After my set, 
I said hello to Jimmy Duck. 
He gave me a lazy handshake 
And funny look, 
Like, “What the fuck that noise 
Is you was playing?” 
And I gave him back one 
That said, 
“That’d be MY noise. 
This how I do it, mang.” 
Met a lot of good people 
At this one. 
Including 
Mississippi John Hurt protege 
R.L. Boyce, 
Who was cool 
And we just talked shit 
Outside. 
Much thx to Michael Schulze 
For having me. 
And to Robert Connely Farr 
@robertconnelyfarr 
For the photo.

BENTONIA BLUES FEST + PENTAGRAM TOUR JUNE 14 - 25 

 

 

SUMMER 

6/14  Bentonia, MS, Bentonia Blues Festival (Solo) 

6/18  New Bedford, MA, The Vault Music Hall 

6/19 Brooklyn, NY, Knitting Factory 

6/20 Portland, ME, Genos 

6/21 Philadelphia, Voltage Lounge 

6/22 TBA 

6/23 Syracuse, NY, The Listening Room http://shorturl.at/bwLV5 

7/20/19 Boltigen, Switzerland, Run to the Hill Festival 

7/21/19 Lucerne, Switzerland, Blue Balls Festival

NEW BROTHER DEGE STATE SEAL SHIRTS UP AT MERCH STORE 


NEW STATE SEAL SHIRTS ADDED TO BROTHERDEGE.NET STORE. 
Been a busy week. 
Now in stock: $20 + shipping 
MENS COAL-BLACK T’s 
SIZES: S,M, L, XL, 2XL, & 3 XL (for my big bros) 
+++ 
WOMENS TANKS 
*super soft, luscious Aeropostale tanks. My GF picked’em out. She knows the good shit. 
Color: black 
SIzes: XS, S, M, L, XL 
Color: white 
SIzes: XS, S, M, L 
+++ 
WOMENS T’s 
Black only 
SIzes: XS, M, L only. 
+++ 
Hit me up on the site. 
I roll out on short solo tour 
On June 13, 
So the store will be idle 
After that for a week or so. 
All orders are processed 
And shipped by me. 
So if you got a problem, 
Email or message me 
And I’ll handle up on that 
FAST like Prefontaine. 
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Much thx to @bigbassdrum 
For printing up 
This latest batch of shirts.

LIMITED QUANTITIES OF VINYL LEFT IN STOCK 

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Limited quantities of Brother Dege Vinyl is now available at BrotherDege.net.  

FARMER'S ALMANAC VINYL |  Signed & Numbered on chemtrail-grey vinyl. Includes 11x17" gig poster, extended version of "Laredo," & heirloom bugout seeds.  

HOW TO KILL A HORSE VINYL | Signed on black vinyl. Clear vinyl is SOLO OUT. Includes 11x17' gig poster & Brother Dege State Seal sticker.  

CDS: SIGNED BY DEGE LEGG | IN-STOCK 
FOLK SONGS OF THE AMERICAN LONGHAIR (2010) 
HOW TO KILL A HORSE (2013) 
SCORCHED EARTH POLICY (2015) 
FARMER'S ALMANAC (2018) 

*All purchases include a free download of the instrumental, lo-fi album Trailerville, recorded in a Louisiana trailer park in 2004.  

All order processed & shipped by me, Dege Legg.  
You click it and I stick it in a box.  
If you have a problem, 
You can email me direct 
And I'll handle up on it fast.  

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COMPLETE LYRICS | FARMER'S ALMANAC BY BROTHER DEGE 


ALBUM: FARMER’S ALMANAC 
ARTIST: BROTHER DEGE 
All lyrics: Dege Legg  

01  Partial to the Bitters (instrumental)                     
02  Country Come to Town                 
03  The Early Morn                     
04  The Shakedown                             
05  Bastard's Blues                         
06  The Moon & the Scarecrow                  
07  The Ballad of Ingo Swann                 
08  Laredo                             
09  Whiteboy                         
10 No Man a Slave                     
11 Partial to the Bitters Pt. II (instrumental)         

COUNTRY COME TO TOWN  
Ain't it a pity 
When your rooster crows 
At the top of the day 
Lays a whip down to your bones 
Get up and get it 
Baby all day long 
Maybe nobody cares 
Maybe nobody wants us 
Either way... 

City to city  
For the best in show 
I got some cattle to call 
You got those buck-kneed sows 
Lazy don’t get it  
In this old ghost town 
Why don’t you get out the way 
So I can lay it all down 

Either way, here I come 
From the smallest town on the lowest rung 
All the same, got no bad blood 
When country come to town 
Or town to country come 
Because there ain't nowhere to run 
Nowhere to run 

Ain't it a pity 
When your rooster crows 
At the top of the day 
Lays a whip down to your bones 
Ain’t got no money 
Ain’t no rich man’s son 
Man, I work like a slave 
From the darkness to the dawn  

Either way, here I come 
From the smallest town on the lowest rung 
All the same, got no bad blood 
When country comes to town 
Or town to country comes 
Because there ain't nowhere to run 
Nowhere to run 
Nowhere to run 
Nowhere to run 

Either way, here I come 
From the smallest town on the lowest rung 
All the same, got no bad blood 
When country comes to town 
Or town to country comes 
Because there ain't nowhere to run 
Nowhere to run 

THE EARLY MORN  
Early in the day 
Early in the morn 
Why I got to wake  
So early in the morn 
Early in the dawn 
Why I got to wake 
So early in the morning 
So early in the morn 

Early in the day 
Running out the door 
How am I awake 
So early in the morn 
Early in the morn 
How am I awake 
So early in the morning 
So early in the morn 
We’re going all the way to the early  
To the early morn 

Coming to the day 
Going out the door 
Try to find a way 
To get a little more  
Get a little more 
Try to find my way 
To get up in the morning 
So early in the morn  
     
Early up to wake 
Early in the morn 
Try to keep the pace 
Move it all along 
Move it all along  
Am I in your way 
So early in the morning? 
So early in the morn 

We’re going all the way  
To the early morn 
To the early morn  

THE SHAKEDOWN 
Soldiers and slaves 
Pounding halos and chains 
Marching somewhere the same 
Always somewhere the same 

All along the way 
All along the way  
Till it goes down 
Yet I got rent here to pay 
Up in the long lost charade  
Of the shakedown  

Riots and raids 
Rolling blackouts & tanks 
Give them a kick if they don’t behave 
Give them a kick if they won’t obey 

All along the way, 
All along the way till it goes down 
I got rent here to pay up 
In the long lost charade of the shakedown  

And I got no time to waste 
Swear to god  
There may be hell to pay 
When it goes down 
For the shakedown 

I called out my name  
And my number in vain  
Always somewhere the same  
Always somewhere the same 

All along the way 
All along the way  
Till it goes down 
Yet I got rent here to pay 
Up in the long lost charade  
Of the shakedown  

Man, I got no time to waste 
Swear to god  
There may be hell to pay 
When it goes down 

Oh, lord, 
Here comes the shakedown 
Bracing for the shakedown 
Bracing for the shakedown 
For the shakedown 
For the shakedown 
Here comes the shakedown 
Here comes the shakedown 
Here comes the shakedown 

BASTARD’S BLUES 
Come down slow, pauper  
There ain’t no way out 
Upside the head and down 
Boss man done hit the ground 
Then they found him cold dead 
Paint the whole town blood red  

Raised to pull on a snake chain 
At the age of 12 I went astray 
At 22 they say I killed a man 
And today they say I'm going to hang 

Come down slow, jailer 
I think I got me a way out 
Here they come to condemn 
Yet they’ve bought and sold men 
All I got’s the here and now 
One shot to black it out 

Raised to pull on a snake chain 
At the age of 12 I went astray 
At 22 they say I killed a man 
And today they say I'm going to hang 
Don’t let me hang yet 

One step to the holy chair 
Down the hall to the guard & stair  
Tie him up and I’m on the tier 
In and out the door here 

Raised to pull on a snake chain 
And today they say 
I'm going to hang 

THE MOON & THE SCARECROW 
I got to hear her cry 
I got to hear my angel calling 
Such a long goodbye 
(Hope the sound to break me) 
It all comes down 
When you're lost in the middle in a bad way 
And broken like an old vow 

But don't cry for me, baby 
We’re all out here alone 
Who even know where  
Our souls are born 
Or where they may be going 
From on high to below 
With the moon and the scarecrow 
But don’t let it get you down 
With the Moon & the Scarecrow 
Don’t let it get you down 

Got to hear her cry 
Got to hear my angel calling 
And give a long sigh 
(the sound may shake me) 

They put the old man down 
And they cried to the lord with a fury 
Only flesh & bone will allow 

But don't cry for me, baby 
We’re all out here alone 
Who even know where 
Our souls are born 
Or where they may be going 
From on high to below 
With the moon and the scarecrow 
But don’t let it get you down 
With the Moon & the Scarecrow 
Don’t let it get you down 
With the Moon & the Scarecrow 
And if truth ever be told 
Will we go mad? 
With the Moon & the Scarecrow 
The Moon & the Scarecrow 
In the Farmer’s Almanac 
I saw the signs 

I split my palm  
Against his whispering cheek 
Down in a dark cove 
I fasted with the scarecrows 
And the whole town 
Ran with the killers and cutters 
And got down 
Double did my time in a cold hole 
Right where the law man caught me 
In the dark glow 
Then I hear my song 
And I want more 
If you keep on coming 
You gonna get shown 
Get him get him, 
Before I forget them 
And ditch them 
Disempowered and pulling the trigger 
A riddle 
I’m a skinny chicken  
My mind my legs my whole 
Head’s on fire  
Along the way 
Skull jammed it’s doomed and damned 
you a real man? 
Like a child that's born & raised & hazed 
And kicked around by maggots 
And now I'm crazy 
Do I live or die 
Along the way 
With the Moon & the Scarecrow 

THE BALLAD OF INGO SWANN 
Black sails 
To nowhere if you want 
Bust out the broken grind 
Lonely like suicide around us 

All hail the tall tale of Ingo Swann 
To kiss the earth goodbye  
To kiss the earth and sky  
Upon us again 

To reach the other side 
Come on, baby 
Give it a try and see 
Come on, hold me, help me 
Give me something 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
I'm on the other side 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
I got to give it a try 

Outbound to no town 
The dirty earth  
Over the mountainside 
Over old Palestine  

Slow way to no way  
Which ever’s first 
I see your sad eyes 
Are these the darkest times  
Upon us, again 

To reach the other side 
Come on, baby 
Give it a try and see 
Come on, hold me, help me 
Give me something 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
I'm on the other side 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
I got to give it a try 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
Just like a human I’m blind 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
Again 

All hail the tall tale of Ingo Swann 
Lonely like suicide 
Over the mountainside 
Over the mountainside 
I want to kiss the earth goodbye 
To kiss the earth goodbye 
I want to kiss the earth goodbye again 
I want to kiss the earth goodbye 
I want to kiss the earth goodbye 
I want to kiss the earth goodbye 

LAREDO  
The last train for Laredo leaves today 
And I’m going to catch its spine 
The last train for Laredo hear what I say 
Ain’t going to let it ride without me 

Don’t ride without me 
Don’t ride without me 
Train go how, how, how 

The hippies chase the morning 
They like to dream 
But I can’t take no sides 
Because the evil talks to bad men 
Just like to saints 
And I can’t let them ride without me 

Don’t ride without me 
Don’t ride without me 
Hear the train go how, how, how 
Hear the train  
Hear the train go 
Hear come the train 
Train go how, how, how 
How long will it take? 

WHITEBOY 
Nowhere shining  
Look the poor boy crying 
A hole where I can hide in 
May never get to find it. 

Dead horse riding 
From the Milan to the Mayan 
He took a bullet from a tyrant 
Can you give me some asylum 
Whiteboy 
Where you going, whiteboy? 
Whiteboy 
Where you going, whiteboy? 
Whiteboy 
Where you going, whiteboy? 

Get him, get him  
With your boys 
And all the bullies and the noise 
Fight or flight. Got no choice 
Where you going, whiteboy? 
Whiteboy 
Where you going, whiteboy? 
Whiteboy 
Whiteboy 
Whiteboy 

NO MAN A SLAVE 
Bobby got back from jail 
Talking about eternity’s too long 
Spent my time in hell 
They can’t mess with me no more, no more 

Pop said son you got to lay it down 
Want to keep the peace somewhat 
“How I’m going to keep the peace 
When the war is all I got?” 

What evil tried to do me 
You don’t want to know 
Yet I’d rather run away 
Another mile and they're mine today 
Another sign that I’ll have to be 
Moving on 
No man a slave 

Saw Cuz out at the mill 
Saying how we used to be so close 
You've forgotten all of your friends 
They're going to remember all of your faults. 

They all said son you got to lay it down 
Want to keep the peace somewhat 
“How I’m going to keep the peace 
When the war is all I got?” 

What evil tried to do me 
You don’t want to know 
Yet I’d rather run away 
Another mile and they're mine today 
Another sign that I’ll have to leave 
And be going 
No man a slave 

I go where I want 
And leave it the same 
Slow as a crawl 
Or speed like a train 
A stranger of one 
In a town without a name 
But slave here to none, none, none 

I stumble and fall 
Sometimes afraid 
Outside it all 
Within it the same 
I might have to run 
I might have to beg 
But I'm slave here to none 
Ain't no man a slave

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