Craw Hennessey ft. The Host Lyrics

My name it is Craw Hennessey

My story will be told

I come out of the island

Too slight I was enforced

So truth be told

My mothers name was Kelly

She left me for Kentucky

And still these hills will echo what we hold

Who dares to speak of Jamaica

And what we sold

My father was indentured

Caned seven years

In the back breaking sun

With papers for his freedom

He shot down Justice Peacock

With his gun

He lost his good love Elle

To whiskey and Kilkelly

And chanced his name

The day justice was done

And left with her regardless

Just to run

My name it is Craw Hennessey

My story will be told

I came here from the islands

I'm Caribbean Irish to the bone

Standing on these red legs

I stole with all the rum I've ever known

And I landed it in Charleston

Now the Southern Carolina's are my

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