Songs of struggle and the wind intertwine,
"Who is those childrens dressed in red,"
We will not stay trapped in binds,
"Must be the ones that Moses led."
Shhh, you must be always be quiet,
"Green trees in the forest are a' bending,"
Take your voice and put it in your pocket,
Po' sinner will stay a' trembling,"
Must be strong and must be proud,
"whipped us til we cannot row,"
But never ever ever loud,
"will they never let us go,"
we make our way underground,
There is finally hope that we won't be found.