Her story wasn’t always so sweet
Slippery in fact
Listen as Miss Butterworth traces back
It was at the Oak View Plantation
It wasn’t a place full of fascination
The City and State was Clever, Alabama
Her life was full of struggles
Miss Butterworth was often beaten morning, noon and night
Her whole life was life with unquestionable plight
Miss Butterworth wanted to see freedom as her guiding light
That night, Miss Butterworth made her escape
Vast rivers surrounded the Plantation all over
When it rained she found cover
But her determination to be free rang high
Here’s why
Miss Butterworth often talked to other slaves of Freedom ways in the East
That was her vision in encouragement at least
Miss Butterworth thought back that all she could think about running through her mind was, “I had to be free”
She often heard Dogs with Slave Masters tracking her paths
She ran and ran until she was out of breath
Miss Butterworth maneuvered through the many rivers undetected
That was how the plantation dogs loss her scent
Miss Butterworth was now her own human body in represent
She knew within her heart, she had a purpose and reason to live
Slavery was only a form of suppression
But that plantation taught her a valuable lesson
“You must be determined enough and move with reaction in stating enough was enough being victorious
Miss Butterworth made it East to New Jersey
Her eyes were wide opened to a new beginning, and a chance to excel
Miss Butterworth immediately fell to her knees and prayed to the Almighty Heavenly God
Through his mercy and blessings, he got her through
She was not on Freedom Road
Now you know the story being told
Miss Butterworth’s name is famous on many Syrup bottles being her threshold
Freedom now and forever