Gavin Degraw - Freedom (Johnny's Song) lyrics
[Gavin Degraw - Freedom Johnny's Song lyrics]
Johnny's got a family of five
And he works for the state
He got debts that are piling high
And an old Chevrolet
Willie on the dash playin' tunes
Smells like grass cuz he's covered in June
Picking up extra cash mowing
Lawns with his kids
Stained sneakers walk through the church as
They kneel down to pray
Sayin' "please Lord, have pity on us
Take our troubles away
These seeds that we're plantin' with you
We hope one day, oh Lord will come true"
I remember even right now that
Look on his face
So we'd get high, and we'd ramble
Get drunk and we'd gamble
Teenagers cruising at 75
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama"
Stay out all damn weekend
Sundays are for sleeping
Nobody leaving this planet alive
Might as well enjoy your freedom
Yeah freedom
Mom says she gonna enlist
And the Corps pays for school
They'll have more money they could work with
If she just had the tools
John says "What you think's best
I'll work doubles and make up the rest"
Still drown in college debt I'll
Never forgive or forget
So we'd get high, and we'd ramble
Get drunk and we'd gamble
Teenagers cruising at 75
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama"
Stay out all damn weekend
Sundays are for sleeping
Nobody leaving this planet alive
Might as well enjoy your freedom
Yeah freedom
Went to Woodstock
With his draft papers in his
Back pocket from Vietnam
Workin' in the slammer
Did hard time
Went through hell together
They'd die for each other
Oh these lovers in arms
Yeah they'd get high and they'd ramble
Get drunk and they'd gamble
When they were younger like everyone else
Like you couldn't blow out their candle
Stay out all damn weekend
Sundays are for sleeping
Nobody leaving this planet alive
Might as well enjoy your freedom
Yeah freedom
And he works for the state
He got debts that are piling high
And an old Chevrolet
Willie on the dash playin' tunes
Smells like grass cuz he's covered in June
Picking up extra cash mowing
Lawns with his kids
Stained sneakers walk through the church as
They kneel down to pray
Sayin' "please Lord, have pity on us
Take our troubles away
These seeds that we're plantin' with you
We hope one day, oh Lord will come true"
I remember even right now that
Look on his face
So we'd get high, and we'd ramble
Get drunk and we'd gamble
Teenagers cruising at 75
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama"
Stay out all damn weekend
Sundays are for sleeping
Nobody leaving this planet alive
Might as well enjoy your freedom
Yeah freedom
Mom says she gonna enlist
And the Corps pays for school
They'll have more money they could work with
If she just had the tools
John says "What you think's best
I'll work doubles and make up the rest"
Still drown in college debt I'll
Never forgive or forget
So we'd get high, and we'd ramble
Get drunk and we'd gamble
Teenagers cruising at 75
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama"
Stay out all damn weekend
Sundays are for sleeping
Nobody leaving this planet alive
Might as well enjoy your freedom
Yeah freedom
Went to Woodstock
With his draft papers in his
Back pocket from Vietnam
Workin' in the slammer
Did hard time
Went through hell together
They'd die for each other
Oh these lovers in arms
Yeah they'd get high and they'd ramble
Get drunk and they'd gamble
When they were younger like everyone else
Like you couldn't blow out their candle
Stay out all damn weekend
Sundays are for sleeping
Nobody leaving this planet alive
Might as well enjoy your freedom
Yeah freedom