For 7 days and 7 nights
Harold washed
On Christmas not a day off
He labored for his wife and his child
In hopes of a day they'd run wild
Harold washed
On Christmas not a day off
He labored for his wife and his child
In hopes of a day they'd run wild
Mayday! Mayday!
Then one night
The hand of God took control
His righteous wrath took its toll
Can His lungs rise above the crashing waves?
To let the white man hear His rage
Mayday! Mayday!
The man's child saw Harold's pain
For she was pure
Innocence is the cure
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