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Song: Freedom
Artist: Bruda'Doug
Transcribed by: Norman Heinl

Intro: [G A Bm Bm] 3X THEN [G A F#m F#m]

G                A        Bm          Bm
freedom looks me down the barrel of a handgun
G               A              Bm           Bm
seen it in this town, but they say we ain't got none
G             A            Bm          Bm
finger on the trigger of a nine millimeter
G            A      Bm          Bm
in the hands of your son, yeah a
G            A            Bm          Bm
finger on the trigger of a nine millimeter 
G                A   D   D
in the hands of your son

         Bm  G    D   A
i'll cry freedom; freedom 

G                A        Bm          Bm
freedom looks me down the margin of a tax form
    G                  A           Bm          Bm
but p'lic'emen were'nt around when David got shot four
G            A         Bm          Bm
times in the face in a war to win the race
        G    A           Bm          Bm
its the rich against the poor
G                 A         Bm          Bm
four times in the face in a war to win the race
G             A        D  D
the rich slaughter the poor

[chorus]

Spoken: chords--repeated [Bm G D A]
why should I have to pay five dollars for a gallon of gas
when we can send a boy to shoot a rag-head and pay four-sixty?
if a smart bomb explodes in a city, and I'm not there, 
does it make a sound? can you hear the children scream?
they're not your kids though, right?

G                 A         Bm           G       A        Bm          Bm
red and white the stars and stripes, the blue is for the dead
G                A            Bm           Bm   G           A       D  D
we will play the drum while Barack leads us on, walk of the living dead
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