She’s comin for you
hear the chains rattle
turn you into a slave
another piece of chattel
across the seas
stormy waters
showed no mercy
she was Satan’s daughter
born to steal
with bodies to sell
she had her own special
place in hell
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’ with her ghost
She took souls
on a horrible trip
her morning song
was the crack of a whip
Ones who survived
died a long time ago
most of them buried
out at old plateau
But the pain and the memory
will never go away
her spirits still lives
by the shores of the bay
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’ with her ghost
She was a dirty secret
forgot but not forgiven
but the shame was so great
she could not stay hidden
she's on fire....
Her flame no longer lights up atnight
now dreams survive and hope burns bright
People still come from miles around
to praise the folks of Africatown
who rose from the ashes of sad history
to stand unchained proud and free
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’ with her ghost
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’
we’re still livin’
with her ghost
hear the chains rattle
turn you into a slave
another piece of chattel
across the seas
stormy waters
showed no mercy
she was Satan’s daughter
born to steal
with bodies to sell
she had her own special
place in hell
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’ with her ghost
She took souls
on a horrible trip
her morning song
was the crack of a whip
Ones who survived
died a long time ago
most of them buried
out at old plateau
But the pain and the memory
will never go away
her spirits still lives
by the shores of the bay
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’ with her ghost
She was a dirty secret
forgot but not forgiven
but the shame was so great
she could not stay hidden
she's on fire....
Her flame no longer lights up atnight
now dreams survive and hope burns bright
People still come from miles around
to praise the folks of Africatown
who rose from the ashes of sad history
to stand unchained proud and free
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’ with her ghost
Clotilda’s on fire
off the Alabama coast
Clotilda’s on fire
we’re still livin’
we’re still livin’
with her ghost
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