Far away from my family, far away from home
Far away from the liberty that once I fought for
They are going to hang me tomorrow
For cursing those gentlemen
whose only worth is in their fathers' name
and the sweat of the working men
No man belongs to any man and no man shall be enslaved
so we broke the chains and stood up free in March of l8l2
Now the chains that I destroyed once are again around my hands
I've been dragged down and smashed but I still don't feel the pain
The sun will never shine like it did in l808
And that spirit of revolution we shall never forget
We marched towards a new morning
Where no man shall kneel for no one
We fought and died over hills and valleys for freedom
l808