Lyric Freedom

People always tell me their life story
The love they lost, their taste of glory
He sat next to me at the counter in the dinner
He said I use to be wall street, but this is much finer, oh yeah.

He had a leather look on a steel horse harley
A dark-eyed girlfriend he called Charley
He looked a little lost walking out the door
I think I know what he was lookin for
Freedom
Sweet freedom.

I gased her up, climbed back into the 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, mmm yeah.

Some say freedom is the power to do what one pleases
You can live like the devil
Or hold on to Jesus
I found the one thing I was born to do
Girl that s why im runnin back to you
Freedom
Sweet freedom.

Ohhhhh Yeah.

He climbed up in my truck with his green duffel bag
I knew he was soldier cause I saw his dog tags
We talked about it
We cried about it.

Then a steel horse harley came roarin on past
I knew it was Charley hangin on real fast
We talked about it
We laughed about it.

Through the joy and pain livin 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 opressed and forgotten are prayin for
It s what the brave and courageous are fightin for
An open sail on a distance shore
Freedom...