Lyrics

There have been many stories
There have been many tales
Of one mans oppression of another
Taking the blood of your brother

As one man cries in his dingy cell
In the depths of the earth and life's wishing well
Of freedom, sweet freedom, be free

For freedom is something
You just cannot touch
You just cannot feel
So how can it be real
Freedom is for you
Freedom is for me
Freedom is freedom
But you just cannot see

So tell me what your asking
So tell me what's your aim
To free those already free
And take from them just to give to me

Oh don't imagine that it isn't true
For whatever it is I value so should you
My freedom, sweet freedom, be free

Freedom is for you
Freedom is for me
Be Free