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Come and sing a simple song of freedom
Sing it like you've never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don't want a war. Hey there, Mister Black Man can you hear me? I don't want your diamonds or your game I just want to be someone known to you as me And I will bet my life you want the same Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you've never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don't want a war. Seven hundred million are you listening? Most of what you read is made of lies But speaking one to one, ain't it everybody's sun To wake to in the morning when we rise? Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you've never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don't want a war. Brother Solzhenitsyn, are you busy? If not, won't you drop this friend a line? And tell me if the man, who is plowing up your land Has got the war machine upon his mind? Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you've never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don't want a war. No doubt some folks enjoy doing battle Like presidents, Prime ministers and kings So let's all build them shelves where they can fight among themselves And leave the people be who love to sing. Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you've never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don't want a war. Let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere We, the people, here don't want a war... |
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| 2. |
| 3:09 | 
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| 3. |
| 2:57 |
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| 4. |
| 2:41 |
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| 5. |
| 4:23 |
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| 6. |
| 6:06 |
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| 7. |
| 3:51 |
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i carry all i need in a basket of a needless sorrow road. that is heavy from awaiting on what is always tomorrow. have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. have a distance left to go has come far too much for me you know. out of reach for me. ooooh . if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying. if you'd give me a (?) i could hold back my crying,
have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying? |
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| 8. |
| 3:24 |
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| 9. |
| 2:47 |
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| 10. |
| 2:48 |
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| 11. |
| 5:26 |
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Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, He said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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| 12. |
| 3:05 |
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| 13. |
| 4:23 |
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| 14. |
| 3:10 |
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| 15. |
| 5:39 |
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| 16. |
| 4:37 |
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i carry all i need in a basket of a needless sorrow road. that is heavy from awaiting on what is always tomorrow. have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. have a distance left to go has come far too much for me you know. out of reach for me. ooooh . if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying. if you'd give me a (?) i could hold back my crying,
have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying? |
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| 3:52 |
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