I'm often mistaken for mellow

A quiet agreeable fellow

I look tired torn and broken

My views are left often unspoken

I'm often mistaken for mellow

I'm a blacksmith

I'm am not rich or poor

I'm a blacksmith

I'm en route to your shore

But they are way off base

Couldn't be further

From the case

I give you my voice

I give you my all

Here clear it up, set it straight

I'm gonna write it on the wall

I'm gonna write it on the wall

I'm a black smith

I'm a black smith

I'm a black smith

I'm a black smith