1000 steps, weighted and tired.
My freedom in chains I stood in pain.
My family where, I do not know.
I am Elsie Williams let me show.
My life in heat, we stood in beat,
Ten by ten we sheared that wheat
Not much to gain but his grain.
That man in silk, with the polished feet
Where is freedom? that I dare ask
with his silver flask he would stand and laugh
I am a women, I fear no man, Elsie Williams is who I am
I stand tall, with weighted feet, you stand short with all to eat
We people are one, we are the same, dont let my colour be the shame
I have a soul I have a heart
My arms are up yours are down
tell me Mr why the frown
I will walk with weighted feet
out your field onto the street
tell me now what will you do
you are dead I am alive
I am no slave
I harvest no wheat
I am Elsie Williams
no longer at your feet