Fly - George Baker Selection

They came in white boats, many years ago, they gave you presents and promised

you a lot.

But they lock you on a chain, put you in a mine, and they said: &quot

Work for the glory of our god!&quot

Fly away little paraquayo, stretch your wings out to the sky, fly away little

paraquayo, cause the white man’s on the right.

Everybody is so hungry, every mind is filled with fear.

Fly away little paraquayo cause the soldiers?

ll soon be here.

They said you’re just an Indian, not better than the beast, only good for

working like a slave.

And so you sweat and run, til the day is done, while you know you could be

better in your grey.

Fly away…

Fly away…