A SONG LIKE THE ONES SUNG BY THE AFRICAN AMERICANS BEFORE THEIR FREEDOM
This way for freedom come
This way for freedom come
Over the river yonder
Above those very hills
Lies a new life for you
For you, for you
There lies a brand new life for you
No fields, no whips
Only a new life, a new life,
A brand new life
Devoid of strife, a brand new life
For me, for you
A brand new life up north
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