Freedom - Richie Havens

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

A long way from my home

Freedom, freedom

Freedom, freedom

Freedom, freedom

Freedom, freedom

Sometime I feel like I’m almost gone

Sometime I feel like I’m almost gone

Sometime I feel like I’m almost gone

A long way form my home

Clap your hands, clap your hands

Clap your hands, clap your hands

Clap your hands, clap your hands

Clap your hands, clap your hands

Hey, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (ad lib)

I gotta telephone in my pajama, and can call you from my heart

I gotta telephone in my pajama, and I can call you from my heart

When I need my Brother, Father, Mother, Sister

When I need my Brother, Mother, Father, Sister

Freedom…