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Freedom Train
05:30
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Some men are equal to their generation
Some men rise up from where they are
Some are loved for overlooking transgressions
Some despised for seeing too far
And the train keeps on moving
Beyond the roads and the ruins where all truth lies
Returning those whose names were forgotten
When the freedom train arrives - Oh when the freedom train arrives
There are seekers who stop among the stations
There are some who fall beneath the tracks
There are few who arrive at their destination
There are many who will be turned back
And the train keeps on moving
Past the fool who won't hear the whistle cry
For those who dies pushing them to safety
The freedom train arrives, Oh the freedom train arrives
Well they praise those who tear down railway crossings
And those who build them will be punished for their crime
And those who sit in silence and in comfort
In the end the train will pass them by
And the train keeps on moving
Crushing those who can't do more than close their eyes
This is the song that they sang to the gallows
When the freedom train arrives, Oh when the freedom train arrives
And the train keeps on moving
Past the mountains and all the changing tides
And those who stood tall will be counted
When freedom train arrives, Oh when the freedom train arrives
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Mause
04:17
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3. |
Age of Cancer
06:34
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Words of Eternity
05:31
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Abandoned Child
06:48
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Comforted
04:30
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Temple Mount
03:18
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8. |
Shoes
05:21
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There's a thief knocking on the door
But it's not my door
There's a hit man heading up the stairs
But it's not my floor
There's a freedomg bomb about to blow
But it's not my fuse
There's a scream coming from the street
But it's not my shoes
No it's not my shoes
Ahh
There's a brick falling from the wall
But it's not my head
There's a snake hiding in the sheets
But it's not my bed
And there's a deal somebody had to do
But it's not my deck
And there's a rope swaying in the air
But it's not my neck
No it's not my shoes
Ahh
There's a scholar studying in a cell
But it's not my light
And there's a people struggling to be free
But it's not my fight
And there's a freedom bomb about to blow
But it's not my fuse
And there's a scream coming from the street
But it's not my shoes, no it's not my shoes
Ahhh
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Ron Wiseman Archives Toronto, Ontario
Here is the place that I have begun to store my archives. More to come as I go through old tapes and digitize my life. For more current work visit ronwiseman.bandcamp.com
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