Words that we've heard in the past

About the fight of a whole race

Due to coloring of face

Well there is something that I hide

a vicious fight I lock inside

and my faith is melting fast

free at last, free at last

there's a voice that speaks to me

from a source that I can't see

Iron bars, on my heart, cast

free at last, free at last

You don't know what it's like in here

How the sun does not come near

All my better days are past

free at last, free at last

So I will be here for all time

Imprisoned for an unknown crime

Away from living I am cast

 free at last, free at last

So I am hiding from the pain

And I will say these words in vain

Note the irony behind this contrast

free at last, free at last