O, Freedom

Verse 1

Oh, freedom, oh, freedom, oh, freedom over me. And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in my grave, and go home to my Lord and be free.

Verse 2

No more moaning, no more moaning, no more moaning over me. And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in my grave, and go home to my Lord and be free.

Verse 3

There’ll be singing, there’ll be singing, there’ll be singing over me. And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in my grave, and go home to my Lord and be free.