Anonymous

“ I'll travel on to Canada where colored men are free.
I've now embarked for yonder's shore,
Where man's a man by law,
The vessel soon will bear me o'er
To shake the Lion's paw;
I no more dread the auctioneer,
Nor fear the master's frown,
I no more tremble when I hear
The baying negro hound.
Oh, old master, don't come after me,
I'm just in sight of Canada, where colored men are free.
I've landed safe in Canada,
Both soul and body free,
My blood and brains and tears no more
Shall drench old Tennessee ”

“ I'm going up to Canada where colored men are free.
I heard old master pray last night,
I heard him pray for me,
That God would come and in his might
From Satan set me free,
So I from Satan would escape
And flee the wrath to come,
If there's a fiend in human shape
Old Master must be one. ”

“ Yet I behold the scalding tears
Now streaming from my eye,
To think my wife, my only dear,
A slave must live and die.
Oh, Susannah, don't grieve after me,
Forever at the throne of God, I will remember thee. ”