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Freedom

I used to believe

in the land of liberty

and the land of the free

 

There once was a place

where there were no laws

for none were needed

in this magical place

called America

 

Where English was spoken

there was no "dial one"

Where God ruled the land

with his firm hand

 

Where people trusted each other

where did this land go?

Where did the people go?

 

Where are my brothers in arms

that fought beside me in 'nam

 

We worked at the barns

and we worked with the cattle

We stayed up from dawn til dusk

 

The cowboys who used to roam

now sad and alone

do they sit

 

Singing to the blue corn moon

Telling tales of days now old

 

This country now gone

and wasted

 

Corporations outgrew the family farm

Greed overtook love

and the country that used to have

morals

freedom

liberty

justice

now all corrupt

 

due to

Televisions

wealth

cellphones

laptops

random things

we really don't need

 

over took my land of liberty

This is a song of sorrow

lost love

and how one nation under GOD

is now a nation without

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katie666
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Published
Apr 18, 2013
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