Take This Hammer

TAKE THIS HAMMER

The Notting Hillibilies

1990

Take this hammer, carry it to the captain,

Tell him I'm gone, tell him I'm gone.

If he ask you was I runnin'

Tell him I'm flyin'.

If he ask you was I laughin',

Tell him I was cryin'.

I don't want no cold iron shackles,

Around my leg.

I don't want no cornbread and molasses,

They hurt my pride.

I'm go'n' make these few days I started,

Then I'm goin' home.