F C F C F C F C F People always tell me their life story C The love they lost, their taste of glory F He sat next to me at the counter in the dinner C F C Said I use to be wall street, but this is much finer, oh yeah. F He had a leather look on a steel horse harley
C A dark-eyed girlfriend he called Charley F He looked a little lost walking out the door C I think I know what he was lookin' for F C Freedommmmm F C Sweet freeedommmm. F I gased her up, climbed back in my cab C To my wife I'm a husband To my kids I'm a dad F To the credit card companies I'm just another sucker C F C F Gsus F F?(002200) To the IRS a long haul trucker, mmm yeah. F Some say that freedoms the power to do that one please C You can live like the devil Or hold on to Jesus F I found the one thing I was born to do C Girl that's why im runnin' back to you F C Freedommmmmmm F C Sweet freeeeedomm. F C Ohhhhh Yeah. F He climbed up in my truck with his green duffel bag C I knew he was soldier 'cause I saw his dog tags F We talked about it C We cried about it. F Then a steel horse harley came roarin' on past C I knew it was Charley hangin' on real fast F We talked about it C We laughed about it. F C Through the joy and pain that livin' brings F D Don't we all want the same thing F C F C Freeeeeeeeeeeedommm F C F C , F C F C , F C F C Sweet freeeeeeeeeeedommm. F It's what the junkie needs that the needle can't give C The opressed and forgotten are prayin' for F It's what the brave and courageous are fightin' for C An open sail on a distance shore F Freedom...