Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Freedom, artist - Charles Mingus. Album song On Impulse: Charles Mingus, in the genre Date of issue: 11.02.2021
Record label: FP
Song language: English
Freedom |
| This mule ain’t from Moscow. |
| This mule ain’t from the South. |
| But this mule’s had some learnin' |
| Mostly mouth-to-mouth. |
| This mule could be called stubborn, and lazy, |
| But in a clever sorta' way |
| This mule could be workin', waitin' and learnin' and plannin' |
| For a sacred kind of day- |
| A day when burnin' sticks and crosses |
| Is not mere child’s play, |
| But a madman in his most incandescent bloom |
| Whose lover’s soul is imperfection, in its most lustrous groom. |
| So stand, fast young Romeo |
| Soothe in contemplation |
| Thy burning whole and aching thigh |
| Your stubbornness is ever-living |
| And cruel anxiety is about to die. |
| Freedom for your daddy |
| Freedom for your momma |
| Freedom for your brothers and sisters |
| But no freedom for me. |
| Freedom for your daddy’s daddy |
| Freedom for your momma’s momma |
| Freedom for your brothers and sisters |
| But no freedom for me. |
| Freedom for your daddy’s daddy |
| Freedom for your momma’s momma |
| Freedom for your brothers and sisters |
| But no freedom for me. |