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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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