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