Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bitter Fruit, artist - Little Steven. Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Song language: English
Bitter Fruit |
| I was born lucky they always say |
| I work in these fields of plenty |
| Sweat for the company far away |
| Fruit once sweet now has bitter taste |
| My father he was a union man |
| Very proud and outspoken |
| They came and took him when I was young |
| I will fight 'till his work is done |
| And my children are hungry |
| To taste the sweet life |
| Though my eyes have grown tired |
| Their desire keeps me alive |
| I will gather no more of your bitter fruit |
| I have a sister she loves to dream |
| Now she works right beside me |
| We work the land we can never own |
| Someday we’ll reap what we have sown |
| I don’t look east I don’t look west |
| I don’t understand their accent |
| If it’s not soldiers it’s foreign debt |
| But they haven’t won this one yet |
| Soon from the fields will come fire |
| To cleanse the lies from all sides |
| The flames of freedom grow higher |
| Until desire — is satisfied |
| I will gather no more of your bitter fruit |
| And they want to help in America |
| And the guns they come from America |
| But they fight against us North America |
| Why are the people so quiet in America? |