And the choirs kept singing of freedom Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun And Addie Mae Collins, her

Ah, but I'm singing like a bird, 'bout it now Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now I couldn't utter my love when it counted I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted The bite on above But never would fall in Like a crane at the final breath that

I hear them all the time I hear you all the time Grandma's singing in the bedroom It's a near forgotten lullaby She used to sing when I wasn't well Father's outside chopping firewood Like he did when he'd been drinking Or when he and mom were at it again

The way that he touch me, no, I can't get enough He keeping me up all night long He motivate me, yeah, that's my baby He really hit me with my body talk He got me singing ooh la, la, la, la, la, la, ey I'm catching feelings He motivate me, yeah, that's

This one's for my ride or die I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing If you ever need me around I'll be on the next train headed southbound I'll never let you down, I can't let you down Because when I couldn't get my feet on the ground You'd do

We should be alone together Where nobody else can see Keeping each other company Parked outside on the street Where it's just you and me I couldn't help but notice We can be blue as a neon light Singing them sad up songs all night We can say goodbye,

You're the only prayer I need to make me feel blessed We're a thousand miles up and I'm 'bout to get higher Feel my heart beating out my chest Singing oh oh oh Oh my love, let me be your fire (Hey) oh my love, let me be your fire I won't be afraid

I want to go there when I die I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall out Raising hands and hoping, Singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching by Eyes open wide like a little boy I wonder I could hear them shout, I could hear them

This song is for you, this song is for you I ain't singing to you... I ain't singing to you To all the lovers in the place... lovers in the place To all the haters in the place... haters in the place (You know it, you know it) (you know it, you know it)

Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down