Lyrics The Freedom Song - Don Edwards
Johnny
was
a
Cherokee
cowboy
Long
braids
hangin'
from
his
hat
He
wrangled
up
on
the
Little
S
Ranch
And
rode
with
my
Uncle
jack
He
sat
like
a
shadow
in
the
saddle
Wrote
poetry
with
his
rope,
He
had
a
light
hand
with
the
horses,
And
a
smile
for
us
little
folk.
Johnny
and
Jack
come
a-callin'
Took
my
brothers,
my
sisters
and
I
To
the
Hale
County
picnic,
Ought-seven
Fourth
of
July
They
had
a
big
tent
And
a
little
brass
band
Box
lunches
on
the
lawn.
When
they
raised
Old
Glory
to
the
top
Of
the
pole,
We
all
sang
the
Freedom
Song.
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
why
aren't
you
singing?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
is
there
something
wrong?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
where
are
you
going?
Johnny
why
don't
you
stay
And
help
us
sing
the
Freedom
song?
The
men
all
whipped
their
hats
off,
Hollored
and
whooped
it
up
But
Johnny
just
stood
their
silent,
With
a
hurt
and
angry
look.
Then
his
face
grew
soft
and
he
kneeled
right
down
And
he
sounded
plumb
wore
out,
When
he
said,
"Little
partner,
it's
not
my
freedom
They're
singin
about."
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
why
aren't
you
singing?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
is
there
something
wrong?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
where
are
you
going?
Johnny
why
don't
you
stay
And
help
us
sing
the
Freedom
song?
He
mounted
his
horse
in
a
couple
of
strides
And
I
watched
as
he
rode
away,
Accross
the
plains
of
the
Land
of
the
Free
"Til
he
vanished
in
the
Home
of
the
Brave.
Since
then
I've
sung
the
Freedom
Song
A
thousand
times
or
more,
And
every
time
I
wonder
just
whose
freedom
It
is
we're
singing
for?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
why
aren't
you
singing?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
is
there
something
wrong?
Oh
say
can
you
see?
Johnny
where
are
you
going?
Johnny
why
don't
you
stay
And
help
us
sing
the
Freedom
song?
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