Da Brigand

Da band ha’ brung guitar and drum
Dis music be for change
Da carbine make dis music dread
Wake up da woods,
Down south dey ready for da fight
Brigand deal in lead.
Da honkey eat our child
Rape our wild
Dis ting he done not right
Pretty wimmin bring da chill
Da brigand you would to save
Hallow be his grave
For da honkey dat make war have no pity
Man born brigand die brigand
So-till da end we go on, play dis ditty
And if da brigand die put a flower
Strike da blow
For freedom an power

(Adapted from the Lucanian)