Текст песни Turning the Wheel

Tell me about your trouble Tell me about your pain One thing I can guarantee You're going through it someday again I bet you have felt it And I am sure that I did The cold pistol muzzle And the hot tip of the whip That is how I feel Like I'm turning the wheel That is how I feel Like I'm turning the wheel We're singing old songs of sorrow We're sowing the soil with tears The slavemaster comes around And he's laughing on our fears As the cold night falls upon us And the hungry wolfs are howling We keep turning the slaves' wheel Stepping over the bones of the fallen Nobody said it was easy Nobody ain't to blame I'm sweating blood Oh! Help me, Lord Getting on my feet again