Hey, here me out, this is what I have to tell you A slave seeking light, breaking old schemes My father, the big black slave, so tired of the chains He ran through the dark with a heart full of dreams But his desperate run from hell was never to be made He was hunted down by a bloodthirsty slave catcher Cut him with that shining swinging sword of pain And finished him up with the diabolic whip of mean leather Hey hey hey Now I whisper a prayer in the cool of the night For the souls that were lost, for the cause of the fight No chains could hold me back now, I must get away They took my fathers life but they did not take his mind I broke my own chains, I crawled, I ran, from this place of hell A sweet taste of my freedom now I still will find In the swamps of Mississippi I hide from their sight Oh, the hounds are howling, and the whips they crack They're closing in, so close, so very near, all the way But freedom's call won't let me turn back For my chains may be heavy, but my heart is light My dreams of the day when I'm free in the night Hey hey hey Now I whisper a prayer in the cool of the night, For the souls that were lost, for the cause of the fight Hey hey hey Now I whisper a prayer in the cool of the night For the souls that were lost, for the cause of the fight
