Текст песни
A long time ago
They stood proud and strong
Singing the land
Touched the ground
Signed the deed that was taken away
In the name of a king
Can you heal the pain
Now in a house
The war of words begin
They talked and they spoke
To please the rich, forget the poor
Black man's rights written on a bar
There in the hallway
You mine the land, you turn it to steel
But you still don't have a deal
Strike while the iron's hot
The iron's hot
Set me free
My soul is not for sale
Can live with bitterness
And don't judge my style
Level the scale, get it right
For the nation, occasional dream
Becomes reality
Then one by one
We all turn to the world
And reach far and wide
To places I've been before
Same language we speak
Same message we read
Written on a bar
You mine the land, you turn it to steel
But you still don't have a deal
Strike while the iron's hot
The iron's hot
You stand on our land, tell us what to do
What would you do if you were in my shoes
Would you back away
Or would you stand up and fight
Set me free
Set me free
Set me free
While the iron's hot
Set me free
Written on a bar