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FREEDOM RIDER Music & Lyrics by Monty Powell ©2017 Cloudmont Music (SESAC) [administered by Selma Avenue Music (SESAC)] I was born in north Georgia 1961 Too young for the fight That had already begun When it was John, not Joe Lewis Prowling the ring Fightin’ for his life Without takin’ a swing And the shame I still feel In my shattered southern soul It’s like I called that man the N-word It’s like I punched him in the nose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Freedom Rider, Freedom Rider I didn’t smell the burnin’ fire Fell the white fist fall Freedom Rider, freedom Rider I wasn’t there to sit beside ya While ‘ol Jim Crow called But I heard the call, and I saw The world get brighter By the light in the eyes of every Freedom Rider Now there’s a confederate soldier cemetery on my Grandfather’s farm We were proud of our dead boys We didn’t mean any harm But the thought of one of those muskets Might have added one second more To the tickin’ clock of justice Sets my divided house at war Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Freedom Rider, Freedom Rider I didn’t see the fresh slashed tires Feel the tear gas sting Freedom Rider, Freedom Rider I’m just a broken-hearted writer with a song to sing And if that means anything at all My one desire Is to be worthy of the fierce love of A Freedom Rider Well they sent our Cherokee brothers On a lonesome trail of tears And our 16 th blood line still feels so betrayed But Indians were cool Not kids we knew in school Or handymen, or janitors, or maids Freedom Rider, Freedom Rider No Mississippi prison power ever bruised my skin (Why must we bleed to win?) Or turned it black for even an hour So I could leave this ivory tower Join your Gospel hymn So I’m late joinin’ in But if you add me to the choir I will raise my voice in praise (Alleluia) Say a prayer for your dark days (Pray for everyone) Pray for the ones who really are the slaves Freedom Rider

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Page 1: Freedom Rider ART Lyric - Troubadour 77troubadour77.com/.../uploads/2018/02/Freedom-Rider-ART-Lyric.pdf · It’s like I called that man the N-word ... Feel the tear gas sting

FREEDOMRIDERMusic&LyricsbyMontyPowell©2017CloudmontMusic(SESAC)[administeredbySelmaAvenueMusic(SESAC)]IwasborninnorthGeorgia1961TooyoungforthefightThathadalreadybegunWhenitwasJohn,notJoeLewisProwlingtheringFightin’forhislifeWithouttakin’aswingAndtheshameIstillfeelInmyshatteredsouthernsoulIt’slikeIcalledthatmantheN-wordIt’slikeIpunchedhiminthenoseYeah,yeah,yeah,yeahYeah,yeah,yeahFreedomRider,FreedomRiderIdidn’tsmelltheburnin’fireFellthewhitefistfallFreedomRider,freedomRiderIwasn’ttheretositbesideyaWhile‘olJimCrowcalledButIheardthecall,andIsawTheworldgetbrighterBythelightintheeyesofeveryFreedomRiderNowthere’saconfederatesoldiercemeteryonmyGrandfather’sfarmWewereproudofourdeadboysWedidn’tmeananyharm

ButthethoughtofoneofthosemusketsMighthaveaddedonesecondmoreTothetickin’clockofjusticeSetsmydividedhouseatwarYeah,yeah,yeah,yeahYeah,yeah,yeahFreedomRider,FreedomRiderIdidn’tseethefreshslashedtiresFeeltheteargasstingFreedomRider,FreedomRiderI’mjustabroken-heartedwriterwithasongtosingAndifthatmeansanythingatallMyonedesireIstobeworthyofthefierceloveofAFreedomRiderWelltheysentourCherokeebrothersOnalonesometrailoftearsAndour16thbloodlinestillfeelssobetrayedButIndianswerecoolNotkidsweknewinschoolOrhandymen,orjanitors,ormaidsFreedomRider,FreedomRiderNoMississippiprisonpowereverbruisedmyskin(Whymustwebleedtowin?)OrturneditblackforevenanhourSoIcouldleavethisivorytowerJoinyourGospelhymnSoI’mlatejoinin’inButifyouaddmetothechoirIwillraisemyvoiceinpraise(Alleluia)Sayaprayerforyourdarkdays(Prayforeveryone)PrayfortheoneswhoreallyaretheslavesFreedomRider