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Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child A long way from my home Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone SongtexteSometimes I feel like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone A long, long, long, way, way from my home Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Hey...yeah I got a telephone in my bosom And I can call him up from my heart I got a telephone in my bosom And I can call him up from my heart When I need my brother...brother When I need my mother...mother Hey...yeah...etc. Aus Songtexte Mania