Sweet Black Angel
The Rolling Stones
Got a sweet black angel Got a pin up girl Got a sweet black angel Up upon my wall. Well she ain't no singer And she ain't no star But she sure talk good And she move so fast. But the gal in danger Yeah de gal in chains But she keep on pushin' Would ya take her place? She countin' up de minutes She countin' up de days She's a sweet black angel woh Not a sweet black slave. Ten little niggers Sittin' on de wall Her brothers been a fallin' Fallin' one by one. For a judge they murdered And a judge they stole Now de judge he gonna judge her For all dat he's worth. Well de gal in danger De gal in chains But she keep on pushin' Would you do the same? She countin' up de minutes She countin' up de days She's a sweet black angel Not a gun toting teacher Not a Red lovin' school mom Ain't someone gonna free her Free de sweet black slave Free de sweet black slave.