Letra da Música Cost Of This Land de Henrique de Alcântara

Woke up this morning thinking of you, mom
I don't know you, mom

Give me your loving, she said to me
I don't want you

Walking into streets that are all dead
Wanna die, die just when I'm old old man
A street man said: I didn't mean to treat you so cruely like that
But that's the cost of this land

This sign on the window, my Lord
What does it mean?
I have to be some kind of bad, my Lord
Catch a lotta money and go down proudly?

Animals, all over the streets, sorrounding me
They're a example to them all again, oh
Should I be just like them, and shoot these slaves upon the industry?
Is it the cost of this land?

Is it the cost of this land?
Is it the cost of this land?
Is it the cost of this land?