Transported to America;
We are stolen, and sold to Georgia --
Will you go along with me?
We are stolen, and sold to Georgia --
Come sound the jubilee!
See wives and husbands sold apart,
Their children's screams will break my heart; --
There 's a better day a coming --
Will you go along with me?
There 's a better day a coming,
Go sound the jubilee!
O, gracious Lord! when shall it be,
That we poor souls shall all be free?
Lord, break them slavery powers --
Will you go along with me?
Lord, break them slavery powers,
Go sound the jubilee!
Dear Lord, dear Lord, when slavery 'll cease,
Then we poor souls will have our peace; --
There 's a better day a coming --
Will you go along with me?
There 's a better day a coming,
Go sound the jubilee!"
*This poem is recorded by William Wells Brown in his book, Narrative of an American Slave (1849), p.51.
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