There's a scarecrow in the garden That looks like Lucifer And I've been reading Revelations With my bare feet in the river Well, he came from Northern Ireland Searching for the free man's ground And he came to bet his fortune On a West Virginia plow He

It's your past I'm erasing And your heart can't be tested When it ain't well-rested It's your tail that you're chasing Well, this moment is heavy For me, I'm not ready Like a caged bird barely set free Forgive me, I'm finding my wings While my body is

This ain't no sham. I am what I am. We will run and scream. You will dance with me. And we'll be free And they'll heal our scars. Sadness will be far away. Your eyes, they tie me down so hard. I'll never learn to put up a guard.

And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work But I thank God for the work When I get home from work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church I'll call up all my friends And we'll go bust up something beautiful

We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom

Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry And I can only pray someday that we'll all be More than just okay, we can be so free And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah I can

Oh, deep in my heart, We shall overcome, We shall overcome, some day. I do believe We'll walk hand in hand, We shall live in peace, We shall all be free, We are not afraid, WE SHALL OVERCOME Words and Music by Zilphia Hart., Frank Hamilton, Guy Carawan

It starts with you and me (whoa, whoa, hey) We gotta be bold We gotta be brave We gotta be free We gotta get loud Making that change You gotta believe (whoa) We'll look deep inside And we'll rise up and shine

'Cause it's all that I want And I want to be free I got Satan riding next to me 'Cause we're all bloody freaks And we'll give you the creeps Chasing fireflies and zeroes Concrete dream (hey) I'm gonna make a scene, radio Caught burning gasoline, sleeping

Oh baby doll! When bells ring out the summer free Oh baby doll We'll sing our old Alma Mater And think of things that used to be Will it end for you and me? I remember it so well Back when the weather was cool We used to have so much fun