Everytime that i remember the old slavery days
My little heart cries out
Oh i wish that oneday
that we gonna walk down freedom street
Let me be
i don't want to live in misery
Why can't you see
That even the prisoners got to be free
whip flush on my back
and strings around my feet
I work in the burning sun
until the tears and the sweat stains my face
freedom streettalking freedom street
freedom streettalking freedom street
come take my hands i want to drop it to you
come take my hands say just as the conqueror
come take my handcome take my hand