thorns in my feet, my skin wears thin i ran from shackles only to apprehend
this dangrous feeling bubbling underneath,i hear the hound growling oh how i fear those teeth
chills in my spin if master finds me i'm finished, but only a fool would remain there with those conditions so diminished
Of hope i made i a desicion to leave when they beat my wife to death, and i did some soul searching just to discover nothing left
in my heart now i'm running to freedom i try to put the past behind me, and the only way it can catch up is if the find me,.. i'll flea
to the corners of hell be for i go back, these leechs snack, on my blood but thats better than the hack, of an axe
freedom like an opium i am high off it hense the pain is dull, its bagain to rain, i feel it stiff upon my skull
i slip my face lands in a pool of mud, my knees and elbows gushing with blood
my feet know swole but the sound of the horses amd hounds are growing faint, i am on the path past master's Controlling Restraint
Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it
Taking my own fate in my hands feels great but i wonder whats the cost? my timing was off, my teeth chatter from the bite of frost
my head constantly sore, but the north was going to be my new home i swore
that to my cousin before he was hung, and as i run thre the fog the mist fills my lung
i am running short of breath, i haven't had a rest, since i had left, i ran my best
for a day straight its time to sit down, so i layed beside a falllen tree where no one was around
Now on my last leg i hear the sweet lord, He says to me you can't stop you can't afford
a rest he tells me just focus foward and he will move my legs, jesus by my side together we flead
Two weeks later
Before i knew it i was past the Mason-Dixon line and the lord left me be, i traveled on slowly half between a day dream
a slave catcher was up ahead but he hadn't spotted me so i just slipped on by
another week
got to new york and i began to cry
beacusae i wajust a few miles from realizing my dream, running through the quiet backwoods oh, How the tears streamed
a thin river beamed its the border line i am a step from salvation once again a hot stream comes
And i have finally completed my path to freedom
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