My Dime (from the Demos Vol 4)

It hurt so bad
That I won't say
But freedom
It's on my dime

So I don't want to
And I don't

Freedom
Is a fall away
Freedom
Will light the way

And your sight
Woah-oah-oah
Sight

Forward a load
That you know
You can't evenly hold
In your head
Ah anyway

Forward it
So It won't become
What you tell them all about

I don't lie
Some don't lie

Forward out of sight
Out of line

Put up your sign a while
Put up your time
Put down your line a while
How you shine all the while
How you shine all the while
All the while



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Writer(s): Marla Booker
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