The trial Lyrics

You're all looking at me like I did something wrong

As if I had looked at a woman other than my own

Should be ashamed of yourselves

Should be ashamed of yourselves

You want me to fall on my knees on that floor

And cry and implore your mercy just because I'm poor

We had a small shack on the hill

I spent my days ploughing my field

The kids were young, the wife was ill

Until the night my fate was sealed

A cross was burning on my lawn

The screaming lasted until dawn

I was dragged in here by the crowd

For a crime I knew nothing about

The color of a man ain't a window to his soul

But people feel this kind of hatred that they can't control

Don't try to blame me for your sins

Don't try to blame me for your sins

You freak out when I come too close to your family

And yet you'll bring your kids to watch me hanging from my tree

And when I said it wasn't me

They all thought who else could it be

The judge concluded that I lied

He said he saw it in my eyes

The crowd then led me to the tree

The only thing that I could see

The little house from where I came

Being devoured by the flames