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Black and White

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Black and White

Black and White
(Ewan MacColl)

The apples ripe upon the bow
  the orange on the tree
The hands were black that picked the fruit
  for you, but not for me

Diamonds shining in the rock
  gleaming white and blue
Ten hours a day in the diamond mines
  for me, but not for you

A sea of grass and mountain ranges
  beckoning the free
A place to walk with head held high
  for you, but not for me

The burning sun of Africa
  the sky that's always blue
Apartheid and the pass laws
  for me, but not for you

A big land, a rich land
  stretched from sea to sea
And all the riches of the earth
  for you, but not for me

A big land, a gracious land
  a land where old meets new
The bullets fired at Sharpville were
  for me, but not for you

You've planted seeds of fear and hate
  in all who would be free
At harvest time the fruit will be
  for you, and not for me

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