Jasmine Lee:

I'll tell you a story of a girl with no name

She's a morning glory but the world is such the shame

She said, "I'm me"

So let me be

I just wanna be free

I just wanna be free

I'll tell you a story of a girl with no shame

She's a morning glory but the world is just a game

She said‚ "I see"

So let me be

I just wanna be free

I just wanna be free

Judy Rogers:

With her step on the ice and her arm on her child

The danger was fearful‚ the pathway was wild...

But she's free! yes‚ free from the land where the slave

From the hand of oppression, must rest in the grave;

The bloodhounds have missed the scent of her way

The hunter is rifled and foiled of his prey

The cursing of men and clanking of chains

Make strange sounds of discord on Liberty's plains...

Oh! Poverty, danger and death she can brave

For the child of her love is no longer a slave

(Taken from "She's Free" by Francis Ellen Watkins Harper)