| 歌曲 | Slave |
| 歌手 | Elton John |
| 专辑 | Honky Chateau |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Bernie Taupin Music:Elton John | |
| There's a river running sweat right through our land | |
| Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand | |
| And I've taken just as much as I can stand | |
| Oh we've got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can | |
| Most nights I have to watch my woman cry | |
| Every day I watch the colonel smile | |
| His painted ladies riding in from town | |
| I swear one day I'm gonna burn that whore house to the ground | |
| Slave, slave | |
| To fight the violence we must be brave | |
| Hold on strong to the love God gave | |
| Slave | |
| There's a rumour of a war that's yet to come | |
| That may free our families and our sons | |
| It may lay green lands to barren wastes | |
| The price of release is a bitter blow to face |
| Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
| There' s a river running sweat right through our land | |
| Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand | |
| And I' ve taken just as much as I can stand | |
| Oh we' ve got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can | |
| Most nights I have to watch my woman cry | |
| Every day I watch the colonel smile | |
| His painted ladies riding in from town | |
| I swear one day I' m gonna burn that whore house to the ground | |
| Slave, slave | |
| To fight the violence we must be brave | |
| Hold on strong to the love God gave | |
| Slave | |
| There' s a rumour of a war that' s yet to come | |
| That may free our families and our sons | |
| It may lay green lands to barren wastes | |
| The price of release is a bitter blow to face |
| Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
| There' s a river running sweat right through our land | |
| Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand | |
| And I' ve taken just as much as I can stand | |
| Oh we' ve got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can | |
| Most nights I have to watch my woman cry | |
| Every day I watch the colonel smile | |
| His painted ladies riding in from town | |
| I swear one day I' m gonna burn that whore house to the ground | |
| Slave, slave | |
| To fight the violence we must be brave | |
| Hold on strong to the love God gave | |
| Slave | |
| There' s a rumour of a war that' s yet to come | |
| That may free our families and our sons | |
| It may lay green lands to barren wastes | |
| The price of release is a bitter blow to face |