Tonight I Think I'M Gonna Go Downtown
Jimmie Dale Gilmore
Well my old friend Is this how you cry for freedom? When you walk alone Out in the cold, you walk alone Into the night Looking for a light Longing for fire Out of your heart Cry for freedom Out on your own And you were born Bound in chains To cry for freedom You cast a stone You weren't alone To cry for freedom But you cried for more Your children rise And lift their eyes And cry for freedom Old men swear Darken the air With clouds of lies Some for you Some for me Some forever To heal their hearts They cry for freedom While freedom cries And you were born Bound in chains To cry for freedom You cast a stone You weren't alone To cry for freedom Cry for freedom Cry for freedom The ones you love Skies above Cry for freedom Heavy load Open road Cry for freedom Birth and death Every breath Cry for freedom Mountains tall Coyotes call The river wide The rising tide The dove that mourns The crown of thorns Cry for freedom Horses wild Laughing child Cry for freedom Trembling lips Sailing ships Falling stars Sad guitars Right and wrong Lonely song My old friend Is this how you Cry for freedom My old friend Is this how you Cry for freedom