Keltic Cowboys
Black Hole of Calcutta
I live in the black hole of CalcuttaWith a hundred British soldiers of the eastern companyAnd I hope the rain falls in the gutterTo wash away this miseryI worked for the empire like a devilFrom Canada, to Johannesburg, all the way to SingaporeA ton of dirt has been hoisted with this shovelBut I won't be digging anymorePlease, dear God, give me air to breatheLet the sweat from the bodies feed my thirst'Cause me and the boys are going down fastIn the black hole of CalcuttaPlease dear God give me air to breatheLet the sweat from the bodies feed my thirst'Cause me and the boys are going down fastIn the black hole of Calcutta.I live in the black hole of CalcuttaWith a hundred British soldiers of the eastern companyAnd I hope the rain falls in the gutterTo wash away this misery
From Letras Mania