My Slave
When your work is over
I will let you play
But 'til your work is over
This railroad's in the way
You must bail some hay
My slave

There's some sweat upon your brow
Wipe it off
Smilin's not allowed
Wipe it off

When your back is broken
I will let you play
But 'til your back is broken
There's cotton to be picked
I said right away
My slave

There's some blood upon your cheek
Wipe it off
You are starting to reek
Wipe it off
My slave, my slave, my slave
My slaves