Left him on a Tuesday Found him on a Sunday Cried when I saw my Hankerchief in his suitcase Letter folded neatly in his pocket With my perfume Knew that he was lying when he Told me he’d be back soon… I couldn’t sleep the night He left me with a promise That he’d always keep me close When the struggle got the hardest So I…wiped the tears Tied the hankerchief around me Rallied up the troops So we could Find the Spanish army It was time to stop the cryin’ Time to start the fightin’ Love was the beginning But my people steady dyin’
… And so I promised him the same thing Gabriela blast in the name of the Philippines
I could hear em in the back of my mind They said “Please don’t break my heart” It could only be a matter of time…
Studying overseas When I heard about the blast And I knew the little girls Who were killed in Alabama It was Carole, Addie Mae Cynthia & Denise The Klan got away In cahoots with the police Knew that it was coming When the Panthers started forming So I booked the first flight to the states In the morning To show them my solidarity Tightened up my afro Books in my hand Revolution in my heart So I used my education To combat the injustice It was more Than Malcolm X and Martin Luther In the trenches
Sistah soldiers put ya rifles up Angela Davis ride when the Klan try to light us up
I could hear ‘em in the back of my mind They said “Please don’t break my heart” It could only be a matter of time they said
It was modern day slavery Livin’ in the Valley Stockton, California Pickin’ grapes with my family And my people broke they backs Just to make a couple bucks While the whiteys in the town Ridiculed us in they trucks So I Picked up the megaphone Shouted to my people, El Pueblo Unido Jama Sera Vencido …Told em to stick together Demand to be treated equal Otherwise These fucking crackas Will continue to abuse us Threw me in the slammer 20 times and some change Yeah they broke a couple ribs But the spirit remains
Do it again in a heartbeat Para mi gente Dolores what they call me