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The Flags of Freedom
The Stars and Stripes blow free On the roof tops of Baghdad B15s fly circles In the skies like Galahad Everybody's hungry And the water is shut off I don't know the enemy It's so hard to be free.
Came upon an immigrant So weary from the road His hands were worn his faith was torn A tale he did unfold Settled here twelve years ago He wanted civil rights Again his flag fell to the ground He don't know who to fight.
Show me a peace sign Help me to be free Let the ground on which I walk Stretch to eternity If I wake to find a door Lock away my dreams Fly the flags of Freedom at half-mast Till every man is free.
Give me democracy And light my eyes to see Let the sails of liberation Set a course for me Show me no injustice And I'll give back dignity I don't know where we went wrong We all need to be free. |