i am your son white man georgia dusk and the turpentine woods one of the pillars of the temple fell you are my son like hell the moon over the turpentine woods the southern night full of stars great big yellow stars whats a body but a toy juicy bodies of nigger wenches blue black against black fences o you little bastard boy whats a body but a toy the scent of pine wood stings the soft night air whats the body of your mother silver moonlight everywhere whats the body of your mother sharp pine scent in the evening air a nigger night a nigger joy a little yellow bastard boy naw you aint my brother niggers aint my brother not ever niggers aint my brother the southern night is full of stars great big yellow stars o sweet as earth dusk dark bodies give sweet birth to little yellow bastard boys git on back there in the night you aint white the bright stars scatter everywhere pine wood scent in the evening air a nigger night a nigger joy i am your son white man a little yellow bastard boy 