Paroles
Down in Guantanamo, we still got the ball and chain
Down in Guantanamo, we still got the ball and chain
That pretty piece of Cuba, resolved to cause men pain
When you light up in Cuba, you won't feel the same again
Down in Guantanamo, still waiting for the big cigars
Down in Guantanamo, still waiting for the big cigars
Been a breach of promise, still guilty with no charge
There's smoke in the forest, and the tumor is growing large
Down in Guantanamo, we still got the ball and chain
Down in Guantanamo, we still got the ball and chain
There's a long road to travel, for justice to make its claim
Let's bring down the gavel, let the prisoner say his name
We still got the ball and chain
We still got the ball and chain
Let the prisoner say his name
