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, yeah

Freedom
Freedom

Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone, yeah
A long, long, long way way from my home, yeah

Yeah

Clap your hands
Clap your hands

Clap your hands, yeah
Clap your hands

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got a telephone in my bosom
And I can call him up from heart
I got a telephone in my bosom
And I can call him up from heart

When I need my brother / (Brother)
Brother / (Brother)

When I need my father / (Father)
Father, hey / (Father)

Mother / (Mother)
Mother, hey / (Mother)

Sister / (Sister)
Yeah / (Yeah)

When I need my brother / (Brother)
Brother, hey / (Brother)

Mother / (Father)
Mother / (Mother)
Mother / (Mother)

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Songwriters: Michael James Hucknall

Why this song?

All about connection, and Richie’s driving rhythm constantly moves us forward towards freedom.

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