Heading west past the cotton fields
Highway 6 in the rain
Even the trees' backs are bent and pleading
For relief from the pain
The air is thick like a river wide
Like it's been for so, so long
Ghosts, they're walking those yards of white
And they're still singing the same song
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
As the swallows find a new place to rest
In the branches of trees unharmed
We await the day where the trailers are traded
For mansion rooms, each one a work of art
There the pain will be no more
Truer bodies will they own
All their scars seen by the scars of their Lord
And they'll be singing that song of old
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
Those who hunger now for justice, they will be full
There'll be comfort for the mourning, and sight for the pure
O and the earth for the meek, and heaven for the poor
Love will endure; love will endure
Those who hunger now for justice, they will be full
There'll be comfort for the mourning, and sight for the pure
O and the earth for the meek, and heaven for the poor
Love will endure; love will endure
And there will be a song
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
Jenny & Tyler - O Freedom (There Will Be a Song) [feat. Nomad] Lyrics
Jenny & Tyler - O Freedom (There Will Be a Song) [feat. Nomad] Lyrics
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Heading west past the cotton fields
Highway 6 in the rain
Even the trees' backs are bent and pleading
For relief from the pain
The air is thick like a river wide
Like it's been for so, so long
Ghosts, they're walking those yards of white
And they're still singing the same song
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
As the swallows find a new place to rest
In the branches of trees unharmed
We await the day where the trailers are traded
For mansion rooms, each one a work of art
There the pain will be no more
Truer bodies will they own
All their scars seen by the scars of their Lord
And they'll be singing that song of old
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
Those who hunger now for justice, they will be full
There'll be comfort for the mourning, and sight for the pure
O and the earth for the meek, and heaven for the poor
Love will endure; love will endure
Those who hunger now for justice, they will be full
There'll be comfort for the mourning, and sight for the pure
O and the earth for the meek, and heaven for the poor
Love will endure; love will endure
And there will be a song
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
Highway 6 in the rain
Even the trees' backs are bent and pleading
For relief from the pain
The air is thick like a river wide
Like it's been for so, so long
Ghosts, they're walking those yards of white
And they're still singing the same song
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
As the swallows find a new place to rest
In the branches of trees unharmed
We await the day where the trailers are traded
For mansion rooms, each one a work of art
There the pain will be no more
Truer bodies will they own
All their scars seen by the scars of their Lord
And they'll be singing that song of old
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
Those who hunger now for justice, they will be full
There'll be comfort for the mourning, and sight for the pure
O and the earth for the meek, and heaven for the poor
Love will endure; love will endure
Those who hunger now for justice, they will be full
There'll be comfort for the mourning, and sight for the pure
O and the earth for the meek, and heaven for the poor
Love will endure; love will endure
And there will be a song
A song of freedom, o freedom, till it comes and good has won every fight
A song of freedom, o freedom, let it come, let it run free and wild
Writer: Jennifer Somers, Tyler Somers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid