I’m a contraband from de old plantation,
I think I hab work’d out my own salvation,
I’s citizen now ob dis glorious nation
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
Long I hab hoes in the field ob cotton
So many de years I’s almost forgotten,
I leave dem behind me day all may be rotten.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
When dis rebellion was fust beginnin,
I golly it set all darkies a grinnin,
Cause we knowed afore long we all woud be singin.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
We spend our time now singin an’ playin,
Old massa spends his in swearin an’ prayin,
He’d drink whiskey too, but he can’t without payin.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
Den farewell de cabin whar I was born in,
Farewell de fields wid de cotton an’ corn in,
’Spec’ we’ll be off for de brake ob de mornin.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
I think I hab work’d out my own salvation,
I’s citizen now ob dis glorious nation
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
Long I hab hoes in the field ob cotton
So many de years I’s almost forgotten,
I leave dem behind me day all may be rotten.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
When dis rebellion was fust beginnin,
I golly it set all darkies a grinnin,
Cause we knowed afore long we all woud be singin.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
We spend our time now singin an’ playin,
Old massa spends his in swearin an’ prayin,
He’d drink whiskey too, but he can’t without payin.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
Den farewell de cabin whar I was born in,
Farewell de fields wid de cotton an’ corn in,
’Spec’ we’ll be off for de brake ob de mornin.
Freedom! freedom! de old slave is free.
Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer
Den away, den away to de land ob de free.
(Den hurrah, den hurrah, I am a slave no longer;
Then away, then away, to the land ob de free.)
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