To Hell Or Barbados - Damien Dempsey

All the gold and soft silked sand

That surrounds this pretty island

Must have seemed like prison walls

Steely-bars

In this playground of the rich

All the yachts and champagne lavished

I still see a lonely child

Watch the stars

Oliver, your evil deeds

Many still condone

You sent me far across the sea

To be owned

To hell or Barbados

To hell or Barbados

To hell on Barbados

We were sent

It’s a heaven on this earth

A creator’s work of art

And the sun sets o’er the sea

So divine

And a whiplash licks my heels

How my scorched skin bursts and peels

No my people were not made

For these burning fields

Oliver, your evil deeds

Many still condone

But your crime of slavery

Goes unknown

Good men like old Wilberforce

They came far too late

Far too late to save us

From the fate

Of hell or Barbados

Of hell or Barbados

To hell or Barbados

We went

To hell or Barbados

To hell or Barbados

To hell on Barbados

We were sent

Hold on

No, no, no, no, no

Don’t ever let go of my hand

But they prised us apart

Ran a sword through my heart

Sent us on our way

Hold on

No, no, no, no, no

Don’t ever let go of my hand

But they prised us apart

Ran a sword through my heart

Sent us on our way

Hold on

No, no, no, no, no

Don’t ever let go of my hand

But they prised us apart

Ran a sword through my heart

Sent me on my way

To hell or Barbados

To hell or Barbados

To hell on Barbados

We went

To hell or Barbados

To hell on Barbados

To hell on Barbados

We went