View Guitar Chords for Freedom to the working man - chords ver. 1
CWhen I was still a Amyoung boy I sat Fon my Daddy's Gknee He said all the Cwork I do is Amto ensure you a Fbetter life than Gme. I've Ctoiled and laboured Amall my life for I Fknew it was my Glot, For Ctoday I go to Ampicket for the Flittle Gthat we've Cgot.Now mom she'd gently rub my head and force a tender smile As I dawned my brothers out grown clothes I thought I heard her cry What thoughts must have filled her head that early winters day With love and hope and fear and hate she'd live to see them pay. Chorus:So Fgather round and Csing our song the Gworkers voice is Cloud and strong no Flonger held by the Cbosses hand GFreedom to the Cworking man.Now the cabbage soup is on the boil and the devils at the door They say that love is not enough and the children deserve more They cart us out like the cattle and it tears my Momma's soul For you can't support five children when you're livin' on the dole. Chorus And though those days are long ago I never will forget The loney nights and the hungry years I carry with me yet And when I pass a picket line I'll chear with hand clenched high Cause I'll support the workin man until the day I die Chorus