Defense Factory Blues - Josh White

Went to the defense factory, trying to find some work to do

Had the nerve to tell me, «black boy, nothing here for you»

My father died, died fighting 'cross the sea

Mama said his dying never helped her or me

I’ll tell you brother, well it sure don’t make no sense

When a Negro can’t work in the national defense

I’ll tell you one thing, that boss man ain’t my friend

If he was, he’d give me some Democracy to defend

In the land of the free, called the home, home of the brave

All I want is liberty, that’s what I crave