Kenny Chesney - Freedom: chords

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People always tell me their life story
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The love they lost, their taste of glory
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He sat next to me at the counter in the dinner
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Said I use to be wall street, but this is much finer
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oh yeah.

He had a leather look on a steel horse Harley
And a dark-eyed girlfriend he called Charlie
He looked a little lost walking out the door
But I think I knew what he was looking for

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Freedom
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Sweet freedom

I gassed her up, climbed back in my cab
To my wife I'm a husband, to my kids I'm a dad
To the credit card companies
I'm just another sucker
To the IRS, a long-haul trucker
Mm yeah

Some say that freedom's
the power to do what one pleases
You can live like the devil or hold on to Jesus
I found the one thing I was born to do
And girl that's why I'm running back to you

Freedom, sweet freedom

He climbed up in my truck
with his green duffel bag
I knew he was a soldier 'cause I saw his dog tags
We talked about it, we cried about it
Then a steel horse Harley came roaring on past
I knew it was Charlie hanging on real fast
We talked about it, we laughed about it

Through the joy and pain that living brings
Don't we all want the same thing

Freedom, sweet freedom


It's what the junkie needs
that the needle can't give
The oppressed and forgotten are praying for it
It's what the brave and courageous are fighting for
An open sail on a distant shore

Freedom