Letra de George Jackson (Big Band Version)
I woke up this mornin' There were tears in my bed They killed a man I really loved Shot him through the headLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundThey sent him off to prison For a 70 dollar robbery They closed the door behind him And they threw away the keyLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundHe wouldn't take shit from no one He wouldn't bow down or kneel Authorities, they hated him Because he was just too realLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundThe prison guards, they watched him And they cursed him from the above But they were frightened of his power They were scared of his loveLord, Lord So they cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundSometimes I think this whole world Is one big prison yard Some of us are prisoners Some of us are guardsLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the groundLord, Lord They cut George Jackson down Lord, Lord They laid him in the ground