I've got slave labor
I got silky clothes
I've got a strange nabour who doesn't have tiles on her windows
I got a pet blood hound
Chasing escapees all day
You got my tea combo and a trade cog on the way
Its gonna take alot of time before it can pass the trade triangle
And when i can't take the Fall i really wanna make me a shawl
Thats my new best friend
George Wythe is his name
We're grubbin' down on strawberries and our nephews are the same
Its a planter life style
That we do so well
Rum is due on monday, I'm gonna trade molasses can't you tell

Its gonna take alot of time before it can pass the trade triangle
And when i can't take the Spring i really outta drink Ginseng
Slaves bacon is overfriend, it involves pain for them to cry

Its gonna take alot of time before it can pass the trade triangle
And when i can't take the Summer that'll be a real bummer