Roy Harper has produced a wealth of meaningful protest song and songs of social comment. This one was produced in the 1970s when South Africa was practicing the evil abhorrent apartheid.
Roy used to do a great spoken introduction to this song that said it all.
Better to use soft words than a fist.
Fortunately apartheid has gone. The trouble is that in its place we have massive corruption and the people are no better off.
It is great to get a beautiful song full of poetry and meaning.
South Africa – Roy Harper
Once I was another’s lover
Now I am my own
Trying to call myself a brother
Living here alone
Maybe if you came to see me
Wishing I wasn’t so blind
Sitting here thinking to be free
Maybe we’d all change our mind
She is kind and beautiful
I am young and strong
We have never met each other
But it can’t be long
Oft’ I have slept by her window
Often I whisper her name
And wonder that words in the wind blow
Happy that hers are the same