Blues of the Unbroken Road

Woke up this mornin’, sun risin’ high above the hill,

Yes, I woke up this mornin’, sun risin’ high above the hill,

Carryin’ my people’s story, carryin’ that fire still.

Chains tried to hold us, but our spirit made us free,

Oh, the chains tried to hold us, spirit still made us free,

We took sorrow and struggle, turned it into sweet melody.

Every step we’re walkin’, got the rhythm of drums in our veins,

Yes, every step we’re walkin’, feel the rhythm of drums in our veins,

From fields to the city streets, that heartbeat will not wane.

Now I’m singin’ my freedom, singin’ it proud and strong,

Yes, I’m singin’ my freedom, singin’ it proud and strong,

This blues ain’t just my story—it's a whole people’s song.