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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Vocals
Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
Electric Guitar
Marc Ford
Marc Ford
Electric Guitar
Johnny Colt
Johnny Colt
Bass Guitar
Steve Gorman
Steve Gorman
Drums
Eddie Harsch
Eddie Harsch
Keyboards
Barbara Mitchell
Barbara Mitchell
Background Vocals
Taj Harmon
Taj Harmon
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Songwriter
Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
Producer
George Drakoulias
George Drakoulias
Producer
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Rooster crows at the break of dawn A mother dies without her only son A doctor laughs in the face of disease I never once heard a preacher say, "Please" And you wanna be heard, hey But none of us understand a word No, no, no, no, no And you wanna be free Yes, you do now But don't speak like a slave to me Policemen who break the law Politicians they rise and fall A baby cryin' for its mother's milk, yeah A daddy's secret, a hidden guilt, hoo But you wanna be heard But none of us understand a word No, no, no And you wanna be free Yes, you do now Because you're speakin' like a slave to me, yeah Ooo, ya see you know what you're thinkin' Aah And a, you, you wanna be heard Yes you do now, uhh But none of us ever, ever understand a word No, no, no, no And you, you wanna be free Yes, you do now But don't you speak like a slave to me, yeah And you who desired to be heard, well But none of us ever, ever understand a word No, no, no, no, no, no You, you wanna be free, hey But [Incomprehensible] don't you speak like a slave to me Aah Now, now, now, now, now Aah, uh uh, ah ah, oo oo
Writer(s): Rich Robinson, Chris Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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