Kenny Chesney - Freedom lyrics
[Kenny Chesney - Freedom lyrics]
People always tell me their life story
Love they've lost, their taste of glory
He sat next to me at the counter in the diner
Said I used to be Wall Street
But this is much finer oh yeah
He had a leather look on a steel horse Harley
And a dark-eyed girlfriend he called Charlie
He looked a little lost walking out the door
But, I think I knew what he was looking for
Freedom, sweet freedom
I gassed her up, climbed back in my cab
To my wife I'm a husband
To my kids I'm a dad
To the credit card companies
I'm just another sucker
To the IRS, a long haul trucker mm yeah
Some say that freedom's the power
To do what one please, s
You can live like the devil
Or hold on to Jesus
I found the one thing I was born to do
And girl that's why I'm running back to you
Freedom, sweet freedom
He climbed up in my truck
With his green duffel bag
I knew he was a soldier 'cause
I saw his dog tags
We talked about it, we cried about it
Then a steel horse Harley
Came roaring on past
I knew it was Charlie hanging on real fast
We talked about it, we laughed about it
Through the joy and pain that living brings
Don't we all want the same thing
Freedom, sweet freedom
It's what the junkie needs that
The needle can't give
The oppressed and forgotten are
Praying for it it's what the brave and
Courageous are fighting for
An open sail on a distant shore freedom
Love they've lost, their taste of glory
He sat next to me at the counter in the diner
Said I used to be Wall Street
But this is much finer oh yeah
He had a leather look on a steel horse Harley
And a dark-eyed girlfriend he called Charlie
He looked a little lost walking out the door
But, I think I knew what he was looking for
Freedom, sweet freedom
I gassed her up, climbed back in my cab
To my wife I'm a husband
To my kids I'm a dad
To the credit card companies
I'm just another sucker
To the IRS, a long haul trucker mm yeah
Some say that freedom's the power
To do what one please, s
You can live like the devil
Or hold on to Jesus
I found the one thing I was born to do
And girl that's why I'm running back to you
Freedom, sweet freedom
He climbed up in my truck
With his green duffel bag
I knew he was a soldier 'cause
I saw his dog tags
We talked about it, we cried about it
Then a steel horse Harley
Came roaring on past
I knew it was Charlie hanging on real fast
We talked about it, we laughed about it
Through the joy and pain that living brings
Don't we all want the same thing
Freedom, sweet freedom
It's what the junkie needs that
The needle can't give
The oppressed and forgotten are
Praying for it it's what the brave and
Courageous are fighting for
An open sail on a distant shore freedom