Clotilda's On Fire

She's coming for you, hear the chains rattle

Turn you into a slave, another piece of chattel

Across the seas, stormy waters

Showed no mercy, she was Satan's daughter

Born to steal bodies to sell

She had her own special place in Hell

Clotilda's on fire

Off the Alabama coast

Clotilda's on fire

We're still living with her ghost

She took souls on a horrible trip

Her morning song was the crack of a whip

Ones who survived died a long time ago

Most of them buried out at Old Plateau

But the pain and the memory will never go away

Her spirit still lives by the shores of the bay

Clotilda's on fire

Off the Alabama coast

Clotilda's on fire

We're still living with her ghost

She was a dirty secret

Forgot, but not forgiven

But the shame was so great

She could not stay hidden

She's on fire

Her flame no longer lights up at night

Now, dreams survive and hope burns bright

People still come from miles around

To praise the folks of Africatown

Who rose from the ashes of a sad history

To stand unchained, proud and free

Clotilda's on fire

Off the Alabama coast

Clotilda's on fire

We're still living with her ghost

Clotilda's on fire

Off the Alabama coast

Clotilda's on fire

We're still living

We're still living

With her ghost