[Verse]
Our feet upon the upward path,
Are set, where none may tread,
Save those who to the rich man's wrath,
Dare turn rebellious head.

And heart that's brave, no cringing slave,
In all our rank appear,
Our proudest boast, in labours host,
We're Freedom Pioneers.

[Chorus]
Oh, slaves may beg, and cowards whine,
We scorn their foolish fears,
We diss our plan to lead the van,
We're Freedom Pioneers.

[Verse]
Too long upon our toil were built,
The palaces of power,
When at our touch those forts of guilt,
Would crumble in an hour.

Now each day brings on swiftest wings
To their unwilling ears,
The shouts that greet our marching feet,
"Tis Freedom's Pioneers."

[Chorus]
Oh, slaves may beg, and cowards whine,
We scorn their foolish fears,
We diss our plan to lead the van,
With Freedom's Pioneers.

[Verse]
The rich man's hate, the rich man's pride,
Hath held us long in awe,
Our Right to Life is still denied,
And wealth still rules the law.

But man shall bow no longer now,
But welcome with his cheers
The ringing stroke to break his yoke,
Of Freedom's Pioneers.

[Chorus]
Oh, slaves may beg, and cowards whine,
We scorn their foolish fears,
We diss our plan to lead the van,
With Freedom's Pioneers.

[Chorus]
Oh, slaves may beg, and cowards whine,
We scorn their foolish fears,
We diss our plan to lead the van,
With Freedom's Pioneers.