The Laird Is Arriving

He Ran To The East

He Stood In The Courthouse

Pleading His Case

His Crime Was A Passion

An Aching For Peace



And He´s Not Alone

And He´s Not Alone

And He´s Not Alone

And He´s Not Alone



Let My People Go

His Soul Is On Paper

Freshly Changed

And White Men They Keep Him

Oh And Not Changing



And He´s Not Around, Yeah

And He´s Not Around

He´s Not Around

He´s Not Around, Yeah

Let My People Go