Freedom's Song O' Joy
I sing a song O' joy
For antiquated times
O' how the people did fly...
Searching the starry skies
Listening for the babes cry
Still, sing I must O' joy...
Liberty frees girl and boy
Father's search the nights
A new mother soon sighs...
Viewing contemptible lies
Tearing at our young’s lives
Yet, we sing the songs O ‘joy
Liberty’ freed girl and boy
As we hear the babes cry
A tear is shed from mine eye
Once as girls and boys so forlorn
Now as men and women
Standing tall and strong
O‘ joy, we‘re singing -- Freedom’s Song
All eyes are on the prize
Because the people did fly…
We sing your song O’ Joy
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