Ise Free! Ise Free! de 'pfessor's yoke,
De sword am cut in two,
And darfore white men let me spoke,
For Ise as free as you.

From massa, Oberseer and Lash,
Ise free as you 'em aware,
Ise free--to sleep in swamp and marsh--
Ise free--to feed on Air.

De yankee Preachers preach to kill,
Dey squench the Spirits thirst;
I wish dare Bread of Life would fill
De empty stummuck fust.

Dey talk about De Promised land,
Wiv milk and honey flowing,
But when I reaches out de hand,
Dar's no setch rations going.

Ise free to work for Daily Bread,
And butter if I can,
"And dis," de white man says to Ned,
"Dis is to be a man!"

I s'pose it am; I bress de Lord
Dat Linkum guv me free!
But nebberd'less its berry hard,
To starve on Liberty.