Even a donkey knows it's master but my people cannot see
They who were once princes now associates of thieves
For their weighted down with a thirst that even an ocean can't relieve
I gave them my whole kingdom but they ran back - to the Metzarim
Oh your leaders a re like foxes forever chasing their own tails
Those who once feared you now walk freely from your jails
When you rescue your own brother then maybe my face it will be seen
But I gave you so many choices and all you chose was - the Metzarim
The Metzarim where I pulled you from
And nations envied you for what I'd done
Metzarim where I set you free
And i made you a symbol of how great a man can be
And I held you high and protected you
And I carried you on eagles wings
But all you did was run back - to the Metzarim
Oh you who were the lamb that roared and made injustice flee
Now you persecute the victim and let murderers run free
I led you in a pillar of fire and from a rock I made a stream
But you always were more impressed
With the magicians back - in the Metzarim
Oh you think you finally see
But they say a slave doesn't really dream of being free
He only dreams of being on top in a world that has grown mean
And being somebody else's master in the Metzarim
The posthumous record by the legendary Tony Joe White is full of rugged, smoky blues & Americana, culled from a trove of demos. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2021