A Piece Of Ground
Miriam Makeba Lyrics


When the white man first came here from over the seas
He looked and he said, this is God's own country
He was mighty well pleased with this land that he'd found
And he said I will make here my own piece of ground

Now many's the battle he still had to fight
And many's the family who died in the night
'Cause many's the black men who lived all around
All of them wanting their own piece of ground
Then one fine day in 1883
Gold was discovered in good quantity
Now the country was rich and was richer than planned
And each digger wanted his own piece of land

White diggers were few and the gold was so deep
Black man was called 'cause his labor was cheap
With drill and with shovel he toiled underground
Six pennies a day to tender the ground

Now this land is so rich and it seems strange to me
That the black man whose labor has helped it to be
Cannot enjoy the fruits that abound
Is uprooted and kicked from his own piece of land

Why some people say now don't you worry
We'll get you a nice piece of reserve territory
But I'll give my a life that ten million can be found
On a miserable thirty per cent of the ground?

Yes some people say now don't you worry
You can always find jobs in the white mans city
But don't stay too long and don't stay too deep
For you're bound to disturb the white man in his sleep

White man don't sleep long and don't sleep too deep
For your life and possessions how long will you keep?
'Cause I've heard a rumour that's running around
For the black man's demanding his own piece of ground
His own piece of ground
His own piece of ground
His own piece of ground

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Karim Fatih

<3
When the white man first came here from over the seas
He looked and he said, this is God's own country
He was mighty well pleased with this land that he'd found
And he said I will make here my own piece of ground
Now many's the battle he still had to fight
Many's the family that died in the night
For many were the black men that lived all around
And all of them wanting their own piece of ground
Then one fine day in 1883
Gold was discovered in good quantity
The country was rich, much richer than planned
And each digger wanted his own piece of land
Now the white diggers were few and the gold was so deep
That the black man was called 'cause his labor was cheap
With drill and with shovel he toiled underground
For six pennies a day to tender the ground
Now this land is so rich and it seems strange to me
That the black man whose labor has helped it to be
Cannot enjoy the fruits that abound
Is uprooted and kicked from his own piece of ground
Some people say now don't you worry
We've kept you a nice piece of reserve territory
But how can a life for so many be found
On a miserable thirty per cent of the ground?
Yet, some people say now don't you worry
You can always find jobs in the white man's city
But don't stay too long and don't stay too deep
Or you're bound to disturb the white man in his sleep
White man don't sleep long and don't sleep too deep
Or your life and your possessions, how long will you keep?
For I've heard a rumor that's running around
That the black man's demanding his own piece of ground
His own piece of ground



All comments from YouTube:

mahomednm

the history of south Africa in one song. what insight by the writer of this song. friend of mine had her album which was banned in SA.

ralphyboy25

@Isabel G He was actually born and raised in England. Moved to South Africa as an adult. Was, for a time, evicted by the SA government due to his position in both his stage performance (as a comedian) and as a singer, penning songs that had an anti-apartheid bent to them. Years later, he returned to SA, once the exile ban was lifted.

Isabel G

Written by Jeremy Taylor, a white South African. Guess the divide and conquer strategy of the European elite didn't work on him.

ralphyboy25

@nyrbsamoht Miriam recorded it first, Jeremy wrote it.

nyrbsamoht

did jeremy taylor do it first or miriam?

nyrbsamoht

who wrote it?

Karim Fatih

<3
When the white man first came here from over the seas
He looked and he said, this is God's own country
He was mighty well pleased with this land that he'd found
And he said I will make here my own piece of ground
Now many's the battle he still had to fight
Many's the family that died in the night
For many were the black men that lived all around
And all of them wanting their own piece of ground
Then one fine day in 1883
Gold was discovered in good quantity
The country was rich, much richer than planned
And each digger wanted his own piece of land
Now the white diggers were few and the gold was so deep
That the black man was called 'cause his labor was cheap
With drill and with shovel he toiled underground
For six pennies a day to tender the ground
Now this land is so rich and it seems strange to me
That the black man whose labor has helped it to be
Cannot enjoy the fruits that abound
Is uprooted and kicked from his own piece of ground
Some people say now don't you worry
We've kept you a nice piece of reserve territory
But how can a life for so many be found
On a miserable thirty per cent of the ground?
Yet, some people say now don't you worry
You can always find jobs in the white man's city
But don't stay too long and don't stay too deep
Or you're bound to disturb the white man in his sleep
White man don't sleep long and don't sleep too deep
Or your life and your possessions, how long will you keep?
For I've heard a rumor that's running around
That the black man's demanding his own piece of ground
His own piece of ground

Naudrea Brown

I have been searching for this song for so long. Thanks for posting

Maudene Yarber

Amazon.com written by a white South African Jeremy Taylor!!

Lisa Mcdonald

Beautiful powerful and current

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