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Jul 2014
Look what they done to my freedom,ma
it was just here a few minutes ago, but America done stole it away,
chains on my neck,legs and soul everywhere I go
its enough to drive a grown man insane
see my silent tears water the dust my red bloodcrying turning the clay
wish I had wings to fly away
but all of me is hurting night and day
see what they done to my  freedom ma,if I could just rrest on your ***** for a little while
until the dark lonely night turns into the golden day
they put a noose around my freedom and dreams ma, chained both my hands and feet, took away my very smile and turned me into a slave
look what they done to my freedom, ma
it was just here a minute  ago, but Americca done stole it away
look what they done to my freedom,ma






ou know it was here just a minute ago
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
(phila,pa 19144)   
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