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Be Free or Die a Slave

I’m a leader of an abolitionist movement

40,000 is the cost of my head

I became a revolutionary

Doing a job, some would say most men can’t

Fearing I would be sold in 1849, after my Master had died

Refusing to be traded like I was goods

Therefore, on my instincts I relied

One Nation under God

Yep, that is what the free American say

Strong on their beliefs but, would keep us enslaved, if they had their way

All because of greed, Economical reasons

And they say that is the American way

 10yrs, and 19 trips, to rescue slaves from the south

Guiding slaves through the underground, trying to stay safe

There were many passengers that were exhausted and threatened to stop along the way

I stayed firm; I stood tall, with a pistol in my hand

“You’ll be Free or die a Slave”

And I’m not scared to empty my clip

I never lost a passenger, I am thankful

Because that was the intent of the trip

My name is Harriet

Harriet Tubman for those of you who did not know

I risked my freedom, Fought for a cause

“To Let My People Go”