John Brown

Words and music by Susan Cattaneo

December rushed in with the snow
The prisoner was dragged to the rope
John Brown, John Brown
Lay your body down

The noose swayed just like a child’s swing
Fitting his neck so perfectly
John Brown, John Brown
Lay your body down

Speak with your iron fist
Speak with your heart’s last wish
Shackle your fear
Freedom is near

Your eloquent mouth may speak the truth
But hate only feels the heel of your boot
John Brown, John Brown
Lay your body down

Rage til your anger burns
Til the harsh lesson’s been learned

A man’s skin is not his soul
The spirit is worth its weight in gold
John Brown, John Brown
Lay your body down

John Brown, John Brown
Lay your body down

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