The Bell Beat

Red State Soil
Stamping ground in your red state soilPounding stakes in your Atlanta railI've come to realize that southern man was misguided.Even if it's his written right to beNo one sea-to-shining-sea is freeAs free, as a bird.As free as a bird, as free as a wingless bird.The song you heard, was more than you could ever learn.It was the southern man who said to me,“Boy, you're going to be free.As free, as a bird.”His land is his, hers is hersThey're land is yours if greed plays your hand.It was made for commons.For you, and for meAs the litter flies from your window freeAs free, as a bird.As free as a bird, as free as a wicked bird.The sound you heard, was more than you could ever learn.It was the southern man who said to me,“Boy, you're going to be free.As free, as a bird.” Aus Songtexte Mania