Richie Havens - Freedom (2009) lyrics

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 Sometime I feel like I'm almost gone Sometime I feel like I'm almost gone Sometime I feel like I'm almost gone A long way form 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, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (ad lib) I gotta telephone in my pajama, and can call you from my heart I gotta telephone in my pajama, and I can call you from my heart When I need my Brother, Father, Mother, Sister When I need my Brother, Mother, Father, Sister Freedom...