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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Sometimes I feel like a motherless child |
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Sometimes I feel like a motherless child |
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Sometimes I feel like a motherless child |
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A long way from my home |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone |
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Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone |
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Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone |
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A long, long, long, way, way from my home |
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Clap your hands, clap your hands |
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Clap your hands, clap your hands |
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Clap your hands, clap your hands |
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Clap your hands, clap your hands |
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Hey, yeah |
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I got a telephone in my bosom |
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And I can call him up from my heart |
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I got a telephone in my bosom |
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And I can call him up from my heart |
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When I need my brother, brother |
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When I need my mother, mother |
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Hey, yeah [unverified] |
