Pressure Songtext
von Israel Nash

Banker came on down my gravel road
Said time was right son, heed while the rates are low
I fell behind a few months back
I bet he′s gonna take every f- thing that I have
You best not step one foot on this land
Or I will

Put the pressure The Man
Put some pressure on The Man
Rise on if you can
Join these workin' hands
To put some pressure on The Man

I was in the kitchen, when I heard
The county deputy shoutin′, they have papers to serve
I tell you boys, don't get to close
In my hands are twelve reasons that you won't
My son, hold the bottle still, as I tilt this gasoline can
We′re going to


Put the pressure on The Man
Pressure on The Man, ah
There′s more of us than them
Together we can stand
And put some pressure on The Man
Come on now!

Oooohh-oohh-oooh-ooh

I tell you now, my five boys ain't with you
Can′t you see they got us doin' just what they want us to do
They made a game that can′t be won
They keep us down, while they look from up above
Then a shot rang out, and the rains came rushing in

Pressure on The Man
Pressure on The Man
Son cover me, then I turned my head to see
Oh, the bloodied rain, as he died there in my hands
They took everything I have
They put the pressure on this man


(Pressure on The Man)
Oh, I gotta turn around
(Pressure on The Man)
Turn around now, turn, turn around
(Pressure on The Man)
Gotta get, gotta get
(Pressure on The Man)
Get it together
Join hands brothers
(Pressure on The Man)