Third World Warrior

You can't defeat him he's fightin' for freedom
That's all he wanted that's all he needs
You'll never beat him with weapons and money
There ain't no chain as strong as the will to be free

Maybe his colors are drivin' you crazy call him a commie maybe it's true
Lure him away from his home with your money
Give him the work that you don't want to do
You can't defeat him...

See how we honor the struggle for freedom they needed vision we gave 'em war
See who is patiently watching in silence the crucification of El Salvador
You can't defeat him...
There ain't no chain as strong as the will to be free
There ain't no chain as strong as the will to be free

[ guitar ]
There ain't no chain...

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