Verse
In the heart of the city or across the wild frontier,
Freedom’s the voice that we hold dear.
It’s the right to speak, a will to live and to dream,
To stand up tall and together make our scene.
Chorus
Freedom don’t look pretty when you have to defend something you hate,
But it’s applied equally and that’s what it takes.
Through the highs and the lows, we stand tall and we break,
‘Cause freedom ain’t just given, it’s something we make.
Verse
In the land of the free, where rivers run wild,
We fight for our rights, like a mother and child.
No matter where you’re from, or your sin.
In the pursuit of liberty, we’ll rise and win.
Chorus
Freedom don’t look pretty when you have to defend something you hate,
But it’s applied equally and that’s what it takes.
Through the highs and the lows, we stand tall and we break,
‘Cause freedom ain’t just given, it’s something we make.
Bridge
From the city streets to the rolling plains,
We’ll never let our freedoms wane.
With courage in our hearts, and looking ahead,
We’ll fight for what’s right, never bowing our head.
Guitar Solo
Chorus
Freedom don’t look pretty when you have to defend something you hate,
But it’s applied equally and that’s what it takes.
Through the highs and the lows, we stand tall and we break,
‘Cause freedom ain’t just given, it’s something we make.
Outro
So let’s raise our voices, let our spirits soar,
For the value of freedom, we’ll always explore.
In the style of Creedence Clearwater Revival, we’ll sing,
Of the individual freedom that makes our hearts ring.
