Baron Samedi Song His Choice on Style

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There’s a man in black with a hat so wide,
He laughs when the mourning mothers cry.
But don't be fooled by the graveyard grin—
That’s the Baron, child. He’ll let you in.

[Verse 1 – Male, Baron speaks-sings]
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I don’t beg, I don’t plead, I don’t break.
I drink rum by the grave, I know what’s fake.
You come cryin’? I might lend a hand—
But don’t bring lies to my piece of land.

[Verse 2 – Female]
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They built their churches on bones they stole,
Called it holy and sold their soul.
But Baron sees what the priest won’t say—
He buries truth in broad daylight.

[Chorus – Both, trading lines then singing together]
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(M) I got a grave with a golden gate,
(F) He got the keys and he seals your fate,
(M) I count the names that the liars lost,
(F) He don’t blink when he pays the cost.
(Together)
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Baron Samedi, smoke and flame,
Dancin’ on down with your real name.
You want mercy? Tell the truth.
Or he’ll dig that grave for you.

[Verse 3 – Male]
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I’ve kissed the lips of a dying star,
Danced in fire, I wear my scars.
I seen queens fall, saints run scared—
But the real ones? I’ve always spared.

[Bridge – Female, whispery and sharp]
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He’s the shadow on your breath,
The joke that chokes the face of death.
A little mercy, a little flame—
But Baron never plays your game.

[Final Chorus – Both, loud and rising like a funeral procession]
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(M) I got a throne in the graveyard clay,
(F) He makes the devils kneel and pray.
(M) I sip truth and I spit out lies,
(F) And I’ll be there when the last one dies.
(Together)
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Baron Samedi, bones and smoke,
Laughter rising with every stroke.
This ain’t church—it’s sacred dirt,
Where the lies are burned and the truth don’t hurt.

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Where the lies are burned… and the truth don’t hurt.