[I] Dre[am] of [Free]dom
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He says "go" and I go
He says "do this" and I do it
He says "gather" and I gather
He says "sow" and I sow
For I am but a common slave and
He a cruel and deceitful master
'Whippin and 'beatin me 'til I move faster.
'Pickin cotton out in the 'scorchin sun
Hour by hour 'til master says im done.
"Crack!" goes the whip, for I am 'movin to slow
Hands over my head, I wait for the second blow.
Bright day turns to dark night
'Lookin 'round I see a 'blinkin light.
This is the signal, our ticket to freedom.
We grab hands and start to run
'Shoutin and 'praisin we think we have won.
"Boom!"
Suddenly a gunshot is fired
The terrifying sound rings in my ears
Brothers and Sisters fall to the ground in tears.
A loved one was shot and died
'Escapin to freedom is what he had tried.
Back to our cabins we all go
'Plannin our next escape for tommorow.
We all lie in our beds
Dreams of freedom 'crowdin our heads.
Never 'givin up, Is what we were taught
'Rememberin when we were Free, until we got caught.
Someday we will return home, Strong and Free
A Nation of powerful Africans no longer sufferers of Slavery.