Testo di Freedom

Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child It's a long way from my home Singing: Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Clap your hands now, clap your hands now Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone Yeah, a long way from my home Singing: Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Hey, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a telephone in my bosom And I can call him up from my heart I got a telephone in my bosom And I can call him up from my heart When I need my brother (brother), my bro-brother When I need my sister (sister), hey, sister (sister) Hey, father, father Hey, mother (mother) Singing: Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Yeah, yeah, yeah (ah) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah