old ellis bay
In the city by the shores of Old Ellis bay
Lives a porter who’s heir to the throne of a slave
Bow they head, my child, by mine
And rise from the fury and sing to the sky
Bow thy head by mine
He sat there in wonder alone in the night
He wondered if the judge could tell wrong from right
Bow thy head, my child, by mine
And rise from the fury sing to the sky
bow thy head by mine
To the sun I am captive, he said all the while
‘Til now he could taste the tears of a smile
bow thy head, my child, by mine
and rise from the fury and sing to the sky
bow thy head by mine
In the city by the shores of old ellis bay
Lives a porter who’s case they never got straight
Bow thy head, my child, by mine
The light from the doorway forever shines
Through weakness and harder times
So rise from the fury and sing to the sky
bow thy head by mine
