Oh Freedom


h1 September 1st, 2004

This is a great old spiritual. I recorded it during a thunder storm in Florida and decided to leave the thunder on the track to give it more ambiance. Freedom is often taken for granted, but is sorely missed when it's gone.
Lyrics:
[G]Oh freedom [D]Oh freedom [G]Oh freedom [D]over me
[G] And before I'll be a [Em] slave, [C] I'll be burried in my [Am] grave
[G] And go home to my [D] Lord and be [G] free

[G]No more moanin' [D]No more moanin'[G]No more moanin' [D]over me
[G] And before I'll be a [Em] slave, [C] I'll be burried in my [Am] grave
[G] And go home to my [D] Lord and be [G] free

[G]No more weepin' [D]No more weepin'[G]No more weepin' [D]over me
[G] And before I'll be a [Em] slave, [C] I'll be burried in my [Am] grave
[G] And go home to my [D] Lord and be [G] free

[G]No more shootin' [D]No more shootin'[G]No more shootin' [D]over me
[G] And before I'll be a [Em] slave, [C] I'll be burried in my [Am] grave
[G] And go home to my [D] Lord and be [G] free

[G]There'll be singin' [D]There'll be singin'[G]There'll be singin' [D]over me
[G] And before I'll be a [Em] slave, [C] I'll be burried in my [Am] grave
[G] And go home to my [D] Lord and be [G] free

[G] And before I'll be a [Em] slave, [C] I'll be burried in my [Am] grave
[G] And go home to my [D] Lord and be [G] free

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