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I WANT TO BE FREE

©1988 - music and words by John R. Black, ℗ 42nd Street Music Seattle

 

Tell me ‘bout the love that I once had

Tell me ‘bout the things that I’ve done bad

Tell me ‘bout the days that are so sad

I want to be free

I want to be free

 

Tell be ‘bout the woman that is gone

From my world like a fadin’ song

Tell me ‘bout my lonely self, yeah man

I know you don’t understand

I know you don’t understand

 

(Chorus:)

Don’t you know that this winter wind

Is blowin’ me down again

How will I ever stand these lonely nights without you

Don’t you know that this stormy sky

Is gettin’ me down again

How will I ever stand these lonely nights feeling so blue

 

Tell me ‘bout my achin’ achin’ heart

That tears me up and all apart

Tell me ‘bout the days that never start

I want to be free

I want to be free

 

(Chorus)

 

So Mary, Mary hear me cry

Caress my soul and answer me why

You won’t be comin’ to me

You won’t be comin’ to me

You won’t be comin’ to me

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