Freedom - The Obsessed

Ain’t got no halo, no wings to fly away

I’ve got to labor, for many many days

I’m on a journey, I’m looking for a place

To rest by burdens, far from this tyranny

From the shores of Africa

Up to the doors of America

With voices to heaven praying for liberty

We cry freedom (freedom, freedom, freedom)

We marched in 'Bama

We marched in Tennesee

Brown men and white men

Stood for equality

We kept our chin up We kept our dignity

And our proclamation

Let everbody sing

Up on Golgotha, hanging upon a tree

They say the God-man, died for my liberty

He heard me crying, from my captivity

And so he came down, down to deliver me Woah woah woah woah

Our hearts cry freedom

My heart cries freedom

Your heart cries freedom

His heart cries freedom

Woo