If freedom mean never again
hearing one a Ol’ York’s stories,
never fussing with his Rose,
or getting to hold my wife an family
If it mean never laughing or hunting
with my brothers Juba an Scippio
or teasing Daphny an Nancy
than it not be something
I would barter for.
None a us be free
lessen alla us gets to come an go
as we please.
I never run ’cause alla my family
still belong to Capt. Clark.