Native Son The Devil Makes Three

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Came through snow and driving rain
I came free and I came chained
I watched ships pull up on shore
Worked and played, lived and died
Valleys deep in mountainside
Don't say you don't need me anymore

'Cause I ain't going nowhere
'Cause I'm right where I belong
I don't have to love it
And I don't have to leave it
Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son

Soldier, sailor, servant, slave
All the blood and sweat I gave
I sang songs of home I left behind
My head's been beaten, my soul's been spent
My taxes taken, my back's been bent
And no one ever paid me any mind

And I ain't going nowhere
'Cause I'm right where I belong
I don't have to love it
And I don't have to leave it
Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son