An’ Ah laks to lib lak yo’ laks to lib, but ouah end it am plain to see.
Ouah colah an’ blood it ain’t de same, but we sets to de same old boahd,
An’ if we diffah in skin an’ blood, w’y, we pass dat up to de Lawd.
“Ouah colah an’ blood it ain’t de same, but de flag dat covahs us bofe—
It nevah has changed on de colah line, an’ dey didn’t colah ouah oafe;
Yo’ go yo’ route to de gates o’ Gawd an’ I shell trabel mine—
An’ we shell see, when we reach His knee, how He’s drawin’ de colah line.
“Doan’ fink Ah’m fightin’ foh de lub o’ yo’ or de breed that yo’ laks to brag—
Ah’m fightin’ foh mammy in ole Kaintuck, an’ lub o’ mah kentry’s flag;
Yo’ watch dem niggahs along yo’ front, an’ Ah’ll attend to mine,