FOUR GREAT WHITE FATHERS

Want to teach 'em about Moses
and the Children of Abraham
Want to teach 'em about Samson
and where he took his jaw-bone stand
We want to help these children, we're doin' what we can
Four Great White fathers
in their promised land

Pray for their deliverance,
save 'em from their sins
They don't know the difference,
they don't understand
We can carve it out with dynamite, turn the rock to sand
Four Great White fathers
in their promised land


Now bring me that red woman,
her lookin' thataway
She could still my horns of Glory, come my judgement day
All is my temptation,
let Pilot wash his hands
Four Great White fathers
in their promised land

Forget about redemption,
let's leave 'em something real
Let's let 'em know
there's nothing stronger, any longer
ever blowin' through these hills
If it ever was their mountain,
it won't ever be again
Four Great White fathers
in their promised land

Hell, I fed 'em when they was hungry, took 'em by the house
Took some sugar-bread and fat-back, even put it in their mouths
I never would have shot 'em
but they spit it out and ran
Four Great White fathers
in their promised land


Now listen to your history
and listen to it well
It'll state the white man's burden with these unholy infidels
It all comes back to haunt you,
only God can make a man
Four Great White fathers
in their promised land

Eric Taylor - Guitar and vocal
Mike Sumler - Organ
Gene Elders - Violins
Rock Romano - Bass
James Gilmer - Percussion
Alena Richardson, Anne Lockhart, Rock Romano - Supporting vocals