Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
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
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
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
Clap your hands
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
Freedom lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Why this song?
All about connection, and Richie’s driving rhythm constantly moves us forward towards freedom.
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