Lyrics Freedom - Richie Havens

Turn the gitara Mike, please
Gitara, Mike

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
Yeah, yeah

Singing

Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom

Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm almost gone
Yeah

A long, long, long
Way
Way from my home
Yeah, yeah

Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands

Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands, yeah
Clap your hands

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah

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

When I need my brothe, brother
Brother, brother
When I need my father, father
Father, hey, father

Mother, mother
Mother, hey, mother
Sister, sister
Yeah, yeah

When I need my brother, brother
Brother, hey, brother
Mother, father
Mother, mother
Mother, mother

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mr. Richie Havens
What better shines brighter than a beautiful star
Like Richie Havens