It was late one Friday afternoon
Whose hand?
The prison boat came silently down
Stayed a little out of town
The purpose they would learn too soon.
They came upon them after dark
Whose hand?
Pack your bags the orders rang
We'll take your leaders child and man
And not a dog had time to bark.
Two policemen lay at head and toe
Whose hand?
The reason why no one could tell
Before the dawn they knew quite well
And women and children were next to go.
Their houses burnt or taken down
Whose Hand?
To the government like a cattle herd
Songs and tears within them stirred
With a last look at their former town.
They protest with fear and woe
Whose hand?
Have we no rights no race no land?
We are people you understand
Have we no say in where we go?
Whose hand?
Whose hand?
Whose hand?
The prison boat came silently down
Stayed a little out of town
The purpose they would learn too soon.
They came upon them after dark
Whose hand?
Pack your bags the orders rang
We'll take your leaders child and man
And not a dog had time to bark.
Two policemen lay at head and toe
Whose hand?
The reason why no one could tell
Before the dawn they knew quite well
And women and children were next to go.
Their houses burnt or taken down
Whose Hand?
To the government like a cattle herd
Songs and tears within them stirred
With a last look at their former town.
They protest with fear and woe
Whose hand?
Have we no rights no race no land?
We are people you understand
Have we no say in where we go?
Whose hand?
Whose hand?
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