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The Rolling Stones
"Sweet Black Angel" lyrics

Sweet Black Angel

Got a sweet black angel
Got a pin up girl
Got a sweet black angel
Up upon my wall

Well, she ain't no singer
And she ain't no star
But she sure talk good
And she move so fast

But the gal in danger
Yeah, the gal in chains
But she keep on pushing
Would you take her place?

She counting up the minutes
She counting up the days
She's a sweet black angel
Whoa
Not a sweet black slave

Ten little niggers
Sitting on the wall
Her brothers been a falling
Falling one by one

For a judges murder
In a judges court
Now the judge he gonna judge her
For all that he's worth

Well, the gal in danger
The gal in chains
But she keep on pushing
Would you do the same?

She counting up the minutes
She counting up the days
She's a sweet black angel
Not a gun toting teacher
Not a red loving school mom
Ain't someone gonna free her
Free the sweet black slave
Free the sweet black slave

Free the sweet black slave
Free the sweet black slave