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