Slave Runner Jesse Frederick

Run on, you bad man
The devil's got your soul
Back to selling poor black folk
That you done stole
You’re Ebeneezer Johnson's boy
But that ain't all
You’re on the list of them that's got
So wait your call

Well, there ain't no man
That could ever outwit the Lord
Remember that no devil's soul
Ever saw that golden door

You called out ole Milburn
"Steeple Top" won't budge
And his man, Samson Hat
Sent you sniffling to the judge
The judge said
"Joe, better move on today."
No politics can see you through
If a Milburn's in your way

There ain't no man
That could ever outwit the Lord
Remember that no devil's soul
Ever saw that golden door