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Clotilda's On Fire
by Will Kimbrough
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She's coming for you hear the chains rattle
Turn you into a slave another piece of chattel
Across the seas stormy water
Showed no mercy she was Satan's daughter
Born to steal with bodies to sell
She had her own special Place in hell
Clotilda's on Fire
Off the Alabama coast
Clotilda's on Fire
We're Still living with her ghost
She took souls on a horrible trip
Her morning song was the crack of a whip
Ones who survived died a long time ago
Most of them buried out at old Plateau
But the pain and the memory never go away
Her spirits still lives by the shores of the bay
Clotilda's on Fire
Off the Alabama coast
Clotilda's on Fire
We're still living with her ghost
She was a dirty secret
Forgot but not forgiven
But the shame was so great
She could not stay hidden
She's on fire
Her flames no longer light up the night
Now dreams survive and hope burns bright
And people still come from miles around
To praise the folks of Africatown
Who rose from the ashes of sad history
To stand unchained proud and free
Clotilda's on Fire
Off the Alabama coast
Clotilda's on Fire
We're still living with her ghost"
She's coming for you hear the chains rattle
Turn you into a slave another piece of chattel
Across the seas stormy water
Showed no mercy she was Satan's daughter
Born to steal with bodies to sell
She had her own special Place in hell
Clotilda's on Fire
Off the Alabama coast
Clotilda's on Fire
We're Still living with her ghost
She took souls on a horrible trip
Her morning song was the crack of a whip
Ones who survived died a long time ago
Most of them buried out at old Plateau
But the pain and the memory never go away
Her spirits still lives by the shores of the bay
Clotilda's on Fire
Off the Alabama coast
Clotilda's on Fire
We're still living with her ghost
She was a dirty secret
Forgot but not forgiven
But the shame was so great
She could not stay hidden
She's on fire
Her flames no longer light up the night
Now dreams survive and hope burns bright
And people still come from miles around
To praise the folks of Africatown
Who rose from the ashes of sad history
To stand unchained proud and free
Clotilda's on Fire
Off the Alabama coast
Clotilda's on Fire
We're still living with her ghost"
