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Paul Robeson (Born to Be Free) Lyrics

You can wreck my name, vilify me,
stretch me on the rack
But i won't bow down to any man,
be he white or be he black
Take away my passport,
refuse to let me travel
But i will not get down on my knees,
You're never gonna make me grovel

There's a lot more to democracy
than havin' a vote
I'm the equal here of any man,
free my people, let them go

These chains around my body
are never gonna hold me
and i refuse to be a slave
in my own country

The great are only great
'cause we're down on our knees
Rise up, my brothers and sisters,
we were born to be free

Born to be free

you can call me a traitor
but i love my country
And i will not sell out it
because of your hypocrisy
I refuse to hide behind the fifth,

I've no fear of honesty
You always know exactly where i am,
so why don't you just
Come on over here and get me

You can tap my phone
but there's one thing you will never hear
'cause the drumbeat of freedom
wasn't meant for your slaves' ears
i'll never turn my back on my comrades
and my friends
The poor and the dispossessed,
the women and the men
The great are only great
'cause we're down on our knees
Rise up, my brothers and sisters,
we were born to be free
Born to be free

I stand here struggling
for the rights of my people
to be full citizens in this country
and they are not!

Close your halls to stop me singin'
Close your minds to stop me speakin'
Close your kitchens to stop me eatin'
Close your hotels to stop me sleepin'

But i'll never turn my back
on my comrades and my friends
The poor and the dispossessed,
the women and the men

The great are only great
'cause we're down on our knees
Rise up, my brothers and sisters,
we were born to be free
Born to be free
These chains around my body
are never gonna hold me
And i refuse to be a slave
in my own country

The great are only great
'cause we're down on our knees
Rise up, my brothers and sisters,
we were born to be free
Born to be free

I am born and bred
in this america of ours.
I want to love it,
but we must have the courage
to shout at the top of our voices
about our injustices,
and we must lay the blame
right where it has belonged
for over three hundred years
of slavery and misery -
right here on our own doorstep.

My father was a slave,
and my people died to build this country,
and i'm going to stay here
and have a part of it just like you!
And no facist-minded people
will drive me from it--is that clear?
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