Stranded, by the Black River Bandit

Stranded

from Under the Burning Sun by the Black River Bandit

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lyrics

Mother lost her job to children
Who work for half a dollar an hour
In a land that's far away
So the company can safe
On the tears, sweat, and blood of the poor

Oh, dear mother please don't cry!
Our country will surely help some way
For, I was fodder in the war
And thus they promised to secure
The rapture of our humble family

I asked for some help with my broken mind
But alas, I was incessantly ignored
I spend my days and evenings a crying
For my memories are buried in that war

I've been stranded on an island
And I haven't seen a ship in all these years
I pray that someday someone soon shall find
My island and save me from my tears
For I'm stranded and I'm drowning in my tears