Freedom

Freedom. Freedom. Freedom. Freedom.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long, a long way from my home.
From my home

Freedom. Freedom. Freedom. Freedom.

Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
A long,long, long, way, long way from home.
From my home. Yeah.
From my home. Yeah yeah.

Clap your hands. Clap your hands.

I've got a telephone in my bosom
And I can call him up from my heart

When I need my Brother (Brother) Brother.
When I need my Father (Father) Father.
When I need my Mother (Mother) Mother.
Yeah Sister. (Sister) Sister.

Yeah yeah yeah yeah.

Freedom. Freedom. Freedom. Freedom.



Credits
Writer(s): Barry Blazs
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