Let’s look about and see if it’s so,
Just as massa tells me, Oh.
He tells us of that glorious one,
I think his name was Washington,
How he did fight for liberty,
To save a threepence tax on tea. [Chorus.]
But now we look about and see
That we poor blacks are not so free;
We’re whipped and thrashed about like fools,
And have no chance at common schools. [Chorus.]