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Red stripes on the flag. Red stripes on my skin. Which one truly means freedom?

"Stripes on My Back" is a powerful Dark Country / Delta Blues track that tells the untold story of the United States Colored Troops (USCT) during the Civil War. It explores the brutal irony of men who traded iron chains for a soldier's uniform, fighting for a country that had scarred them.

Driven by a wailing harmonica, military drums, and a soulful saxophone, this song is a tribute to resilience in the face of history's heaviest weight.

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LYRICS - Stripes on My Back

They took the shackles off my feet Gave me a rifle and a uniform neat Said "Go fight for the land of the free" But this land never gave a damn about me I got scars on my back from the master's whip Now I'm marching south on a sinking ship Fighting for a flag with stripes of red Just like the blood that my father bled

Oh, I’m trading one hell for another Killing a man who looks like my brother The Union pays in silver and lead But freedom only comes when you're dead I’m fighting for a home I never owned Reaping the seeds that the devil sown

They put me on the front line, first to die Under the burning southern sky Digging graves in the red clay mud Washing my sins in my own blood The General says we are heroes today But tomorrow he’ll look the other way A gun in my hand, but a chain on my soul Paying the price for a broken toll

Oh, I’m trading one hell for another Killing a man who looks like my brother The Union pays in silver and lead But freedom only comes when you're dead I’m fighting for a home I never owned Reaping the seeds that the devil sown

Red stripes on the flag. Red stripes on my skin. Tell me, Lord... Where does the war end? And where do I begin?

Free at last? Maybe...