Richie Havens - 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 A long way from my home 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 A long, long, long, way, way from 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… 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 When I need my mother… mother Hey… yeah… etc.