I left my ball and chain behind me
Every burden, every weight
I changed my name to freedom
From prisoner and slave
Stood up to my oppressors
Shook the shackles off my hands
I’m going down, down, down to the Promised Land
I’m not just getting out of Egypt
Egypt’s getting out of me
I can see those walls of Jericho
In pieces at my feet
I can taste that milk and honey
From the wilderness I am
Going down, down, down to the Promised Land
I’m dusting off the desert
I’m silencing my doubt
The one who goes before me
Is the one who lead me out
With fire in the darkness
With footprints in the sand
I’m going down, down, down to the Promised Land
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