Guantanamo
(Omowale)
©2005 Eclipse America Productions (BMI)
The blood that is shed in my name
Is blood on my hands.
And the children that are cryin'
Because they'll never see daddy again...
Why can't I say that it's wrong?
Why can't I stand up and do the right thing?
If I could just find a song
That I could sing if I have to go...
All the way to Guantanamo
The gun is in my cousin's hand,
But it ain't his fight to lose.
He works for Uncle Sam now he's gotta go to Babylon
And paint it red, white and blue.
If I could say that it's wrong...
If I could stand up and do the right thing,
I just might find me a song
That I could sing if I have to go...
All the way to Guantanamo
The
blood that flows in my name
Left a stain on my heart.
Ain't no need for lies, I can tell you that it's torture, baby.
And it's tearing my soul apart.
Well, I've got to say that it's wrong.
And I'm gonna stand up and do the right thing.
Even if I stand alone,
I'm gonna sing... sing the song...
All the way to Guantanamo
Credits
Performed by:
Earl Orr, Jr. - drums
Musa Amen - congas
Brandon Holland - keyboards
Kris Kurzawa - lead guitar
Tammy Jones - vocals
Nadir - bass, acoustic and electric guitars, shekere, Streetboxx,
vocals
Recorded by:
R.L. Mitchell at Tha
Bedroom, Nashville TN, for
SoulBeat
Productions
Merion "Joei" Powers at L'Amour
Recording Studios, Detroit MI
Jonah N. Omowale at Sangode Systems, Westland MI
Mixed
and Produced by:
Jonah N. Omowale at Sangode Systems for Eclipse America Productions
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