Freeman

Mistah Lincoln says that I be free

Sept my owners disagree.

So ifin I can make it nort

I be happy as a Freeman

As far away as I can be.

We be movin’ long at night

An hidin’ deep by day.

An every now an den

We got friends along da way.

Ders one now beyond da trees.

See da blanket on da line,

Says it’s safe to git a meal

Safe to rest a time.

Sometimes we sleep in hidden rooms

Or underneat da floor

And hab to stay real still

When we hear de owners shoutin’

And bangin’ on da door.

We made it tru anoder day

And den was on our way.

But da nex friend we came upon

Had a blanket said to pass on by.

Said da massas close at han’

A gunnin’ fo a Freeman

Jus ta see a Freeman die.

Finlly made it tru Verginie

And knew I'd made a home

Wif frinds along de underground

Dat made a Freeman free.

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