Where are you now
Broken up or still around
The CIA says your a guilty man
Will we see the like of you again
Can anyone make a difference anymore
Can anyone write a protest song
Pinky lefty Revolutionary
Burnt at the stake for?
A voice so pure - a vision so clear
I gotta learn to live like you
Learn to sing like you
Went to Cuba to meet Castro
Never got past sleepy Moscow
A giant man with a heavenly voice
MK Ultra turned you paranoid
No passport till 1958
McCarthy poisoned through with hate
Liberty lost still buried today
Beneath the lie of the U.S.A.
Say what you want
Say what you want
A voice pure - a vision so clear
I gotta learn to live like you
Learn to sing like you
Now let the freedom train come zooming down the track
Gleaming in the sunlight for white and black
Not stopping at no stations marked coloured or white
Just stopping in the fields in the broad daylight
Stopping in the country in the wide open air
Where there never was a Jim Crow sign nowhere
And no lilly white committees, politicians of note
Or poll tax layer through which coloured can't vote
And there won't be no kind of colour lines
The freedom train will be yours and mine
A voice pure - a vision so clear
I gotta learn to live like you
Learn to sing like you
Sing it loud - sing it proud
I will be heard I will be found
Sing it loud - sing it proud
I will be heard I will be found
Writer(s): Nicholas Jones, Sean Moore, James Bradfield
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