American Old Time Song Lyrics: 28 The Slaves Dream
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 28
THE SLAVE'S DREAM.
I had a dream, a happy dream, I dreamed that I was free.
And in my own bright land again there was a home for me;
Savannah's tied rushed bravely on, I saw wave roll o'er wave.
And when in full delight I awoke, I found myself a slave-
And when in full delight I awoke, I found myself a slave.
I never knew a mother's love, though happy were my days;
'Twas by my own dear father's side I sung my simple lays;
He died, and heartless strangers came, and o'er him closed the grave;
They tore me, weeping, from his side, and claimed me as a slave-
They tore me, weeping, from his side, and claimed me as a slave.
And this was in a Christian land, where men oft kneel and pray,
The vaunted home of liberty, where whip and lash Hold sway.
Oh, give me back my Georgian cot-it is not wealth I crave;
Oh, let me live in freedom's light, or die If still a slave-
Oh, let me live in freedom's light, or die if still a slave.