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River of Freedom

River of Freedom

Into the undying night
To the river of freedom,
Less the shackles rattle and clank
They speak the sound of my name.
If I’m caught, the rope will swing
Never to see “the beautiful river,”
The river of the Ohio.

One hundred lashes
Bound to an old cypress tree
I helped my wife and child to escape,
“To that river in the north
Just follow that bright star,
Cause someday, someday
We’ll be together, someday.”
Fifty more lashes
For setting my family free,
Never to see my only child
Tied to this old tree.

Just one chance you have
At the fall of dusk
After the fields,
The breaking heat of the day.
To escape into the night
And to the north
That lantern of light sings.
Freedom, freedom, freedom
Those sweet words echo
In the hollow of my mind,
Freedom, freedom, freedom
The hound dogs are a calling my name.

Into the undying night
To the river of freedom,
Less the shackles rattle and clank
They speak the sound of my name.
If I’m caught, the rope will swing
Never to see my family,
Beyond “the beautiful river”
The river of the Ohio.

(C) Timothy N Cannon

In memory to all who gave their life for pure freedom....

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