C.C. Grand Pre' - ROYCE Lyrics

Royce was a good man, worked all the time, sold a little herb on the side
We all gotta do, we all gotta do, it's the only way to get by
He worked all night at the local BP, selling cigarettes, liquor, and wine
It's a late night stop in a town that's forgotten, covered up by the sands of lost time

It's so hard to get free
Come for the land, oh god damn the man, cut off the hand that feed
Now he's back on the clock, after farming all day, untired, minimum wage
He's got a family to feed, he's doing the best that he can

But the land tax got him locked in that cage
They had planted a crop to make the ends meet, a bit more than Sam would allow
It's a burned out old farm, but it's close to his heart
And he'll fight till he's cold in the ground

It's so hard to get free
Come for the land, oh god damn the man, cut off the hand that feed
Well, the harvest came late, but it's all fine and well
Had a buyer waiting to spend, and took all that cash

And he paid off them taxes, next year he'll do it again
It's another late night, sweeping up butts, next to that vending machine
They said give up the money, but old Royce was broke
So they killed him right there in the street

It's so hard to get free
Come for the land, oh god damn the man, cut off the hand that feed