Uncle Tom - Mushu

All my Life spent hanging around

People not knowing when the sun goes down

I worked so hard my nose turned brown,

sniffing people not knowing when the sun goes down.

Master, Master I’ve been told

Fetch me silver, grab that gold

I worked so hard with sleeves unrolled

‘Cause I can’t pick cotton if it gets too cold

Master, I must say, you often charge more than you pay

I’d just as soon be on my way

But a Knick-Knack Whipcrack and I stay

Oh My Blisters Bleed

This ain’t the kind of work I need

I’d rather starve than slave all day

You can tax me, torture, but I won’t obey

Cause I ain’t got time for hanging around

People not knowing when the sun goes down

I worked so hard my nose turned brown,

sniffing people not knowing when the sun goes down.

Cause I ain’t got time for hanging around

People not knowing when the sun goes down

I worked so hard my nose turned brown,

sniffing people not knowing when the sun goes down.

Ain’t no Masters, Ain’t no Gods

Let My People Go!

Take your chances, snatch the odds

Let My People Go!

Ain’t no Masters, Ain’t no Gods

Let My People Go!

Take your chances, snatch the odds

Let My People Go!

If you don’t get fed, what’re you working for?

Let My People Go!

Well I’d shine your shoes and shovel snow,

but it’s 6pm, I’ve got a life at home

Cause I ain’t got time for hanging around

People not knowing when the sun goes down

I worked so hard my nose turned brown,

sniffing people not knowing when the sun goes down.

Cause I ain’t got time for hanging around

People not knowing when the sun goes down

I worked so hard my nose turned brown,

sniffing people not knowing when the sun goes down.

Cause I ain’t got time for hanging around

People not knowing when the sun goes down

I worked so hard my nose turned brown,

sniffing people …