Black Snake from Mother by Weda Skirts

Mama they said it's a felony
to stand up for the water that we drink.
So, i put my body in the way
of the machine that was digging up those graves.

Well, they dug up the place where my grandmama lays,
now they wanna put me in jail.
All these uneven ways keep my people as slaves.
Let me say, your black snake will fail.

Well, the old ones say there are two different ways,
go with the gold or go with the green.
It's gonna take a change in our ways
and all our prayers for the water to be clean.

Well, they dug up the place where my grandmama lays,
now they wanna put me in jail.
All these uneven ways keep my people as slaves.
Let me say, your black snake will fail.

Oh, the water.

Well, they dug up the place where my grandmama lays,
now they wanna put me in jail.
All these uneven ways keep my people as slaves.
Let me say, your black snake will fail.

• Americana
• Folk
• Soul
• harmonies
• vocal
• Emporia