Little bird got a name You call it Sparrow Drop of water got a name You call it rain He is a man But it's Slave you call him You have seen his face Don't you know his name? When your fields come apart You call their pardon When the burrow grow green Call it Sugarcane He works your fields Till he's old and weary Still little boy you call him Don't you know his name? Without no name It's a lot hard dirty Without no name Lord, no soul to save When he's dead and gone Who will remember him Without no name to mark his grave? Water, water, water in a pail Still the sweet rain and water Little barrow in a cage Sparrow just the same But a man in chains No, you can't call him nothing But when his chains be gone And his soul be his When you call him Free Then you'll know his name Ohh, yeah And then you'll know his name Uhh, you know his name