Pray With Your Legs Lyrics

by Ryan Harvey

Frederick Douglas sat on the plantation
Looking at the iron chains
Spent his days and nights just praying
For that mythical massive change

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Well he prayed and he prayed and he prayed but he never got away
Well he prayed and he prayed and he prayed but he never got away

One day he made the move and headed for the trees
Running faster than he ever did
When he made it up north to relative safety
He retold his tale like this

He said I prayed and I prayed and I prayed but I never got away
I prayed and I prayed and I prayed but I never got away
Til I prayed with my legs

Well the tired soldier stared up north
Toward all impending doom
Thinking bout the dead just wishing to God
For a day when he would go back home

Well he prayed and he prayed and he prayed but he never got away
Well he prayed and he prayed and he prayed but he never got away

Finally it hit him on a 2 week leave
Like a hard slap in the face
Headed out to Okinawa one night
And never came back to base
He said I prayed and I prayed and I prayed but I never got away
I prayed and I prayed and I prayed but I never got away
Til I prayed with my legs

Down in NAFTA country
Where the resources are for sale
The farmers were getting squeezed dry
By the hands of Northern capitol

Well they prayed, and they prayed, and they prayed but they never got away
Well they prayed, and they prayed, and they prayed but they never got away

But the farmers gathered in the jungle shade
To design a key that fit
10 years later they hit the streets
And that was it

Well they prayed, and they prayed, and they prayed but they never got away
Well they prayed, and they prayed, and they prayed but they never got away
Til they prayed with their legs

Well you can pray in the morning, you can pray at night
And keep waiting for the mighty hand
But you can answer your own prayers
If you shake the fear and take a stand

Some pray with unions some pray with guns
Some pray a million deep
Some pray with their machetes
And they pray out in the street

You gotta pray with your legs
You gotta pray with your legs