EMANCIPATION CAR.

Here comes Emancipation's Car,
  I hear the bell resound;
Her hands toward the Northern Star,
  For Canada she's bound;
Her steam is up,--she's rightly manned--
  Her engine new and bright;
And I am bound to leave the land
  Of slavery tonight.
    So hie me away to Canada
    That cold and dreary shore--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more.

The laws against the Fugitive
  Are very hard they say
But I must venture die or live
  I will not be a slave
She bribes the Marshall with a TEN
  If I'm returned alive
But should I prove myself a MAN
He only gets a Five;
    So hie me away to Canada
    That cold and dreary shore--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more.

I oft have heard old master tell,
  Of freedom's land before;
And why should I in slavery dwell,
  On Alabama shore?
When I am dead and gone to rest,
  I want my bones to lie
Beneath the soil which God has bles't,
  With life and Liberty
    So hie me away to Canada
    That cold and dreary shore--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more.

I've served my master all my days,
  Without a dime's reward;
And now I'm forced to run away,
  To flee the lash, abhorr'd.
The hounds are baying on my track,
  The master's just behind,
Resolved that he will bring me back,
  Before I cross the line.
    So hie me away to Canada
    That cold and dreary shore--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more.

There, something speaks within my breast;
  The voice cannot be hushed!
Though this poor body is oppressed,
  The spirit can't be crushed.
It speaks and tells me, "rise and live,"
  And show myself a man.
The soul which God to me has given,
  The tyrant ne'er can brand.
    So hie me away to Canada
    That cold and dreary shore--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more.

Farewell to Alabama's shore,
  Farewell to the galling yoke,
I ne'er expect to wear the more;
  Thou art forever broke.
Farewell to master, friends, and foes,
  Your face, no more I'll see
Put on the steam--and off she goes:   Huzzah for Liberty.
    So hie me away to Canada
    That cold and dreary shore--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more--
    Oh! carry me back to Alabama,
    To Alabama no more.