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I've got lGeather on my shoes,
And I've got a drCeam to lGive,
There is nEmothing left to lGose,
So I'm gCoing,D
I've got a sGuitcase here in my hand,
And I've got a hCungry hGeart,
And I'm gCoing to jDoin the mGillions,
There befCore me,D on the freedom roadG, D
No-one's cGoming to my door,
And all my frCiends have gGone,
There's no wEmork here anymGore,
It's desCerted,D
And though I knGow I hate to leave,
From this lCand that I lGove,
There's a nCew tomDorrow wGaiting,
Yes it's shCiningD on the freedom roadG,
C On the frDeedom roadG,
Oh sometEmimes it's going to be lBmonely,
SometCimes it wDill be sGad,
But I've gBot to keep on gEmoing,
Until I hAmold that promised lDand in the palm of my hand,
Nothing vGentured, nothing gained or won,
Without a hCard fGight,
We would nEmever reach the sGun,
Without trCying,D
And when we're a mGillion miles from home,
Out in the stCarry nGight,
We will sCee we're nDot alGone,
In the hCeavens,D out on freedom roadEm,
C Out on frDeedom roadG, D
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D Out on freedom roadG, D
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D Out on freedom roadG, D
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