Sugar

Song Title: Sugar
Has anybody seen my sugar?
Can’t imagine why I would even think that you could
Packed in a sack with no label on it
My people get no chance to put a claim on it
A pretty picture with no frame on
Who can I put the blame on?
Without a name on, my people get no recognition

Sitting on dock, staring at the boats
Reminiscing on the days of old when
Sugar was the southern gold and
Transatlantic was on a roll and
When you’re hooked you do anything to feed your addiction
They got their kicks and their fix on the sugar plantation
Disrespect my nation

Where’s my sugar, sweet brown sugar
Where’s my sugar, sweet brown sugar
Is sweetness your weakness?
Where’s my sugar, sweet brown sugar

My sugar is brown and sweet
Your sugar is white. Hey!
No mistaking! It’s overrated
They took the brown out and called it granulated
They like it better in their tea and their baking
A messy process to make it pure
Sounds kind of funny when we looking for cures

I get my sugar from my girl and my beat.
Too much sweet will rot my teeth
Savor the flavor. The fruits of their labor.
The taste is sweet. The memories are bitter
Cutting sugar cane in the boiling sun.
No! We not going back.
That’s where we come from
This little island is all we have
and we not giving it up. Oh no! Not a chance