Lyrics: Amy León
Music: Amy León
[Verse 1]
Look at what the Lord has made
From his children
Don't deny your from Abraham
[Chorus]
Lincoln didn't free the slaves
I'm still wondering
When I'll be free
Be free
Be, be free
Be, be free
Be, be free
[Verse 2]
I am not my own
Didn't you know
Ancestral bones rising from the middle
Cutting down trees, no oxygen, less swing
Trying to hear the black bodies breath
All I hear are the caged birds singing
[Chorus]
Lincoln didn't free the slaves
I'm still wondering
When I'll be free
Be free
Be, be free
Be, be free
Be, be free
[Bridge]
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
Pastoral scene
Black bodies swinging from the poplar trees
Poplar trees
Poplar trees
Poplar trees
[Outro]
When I was young I wanted blue eyes just like my mom
But there are somethings that don't come from the hands of God
If they said, "Little girl run" and it wasn't from a gun
How different it could've been