Broken Freedom Song

	  		Taken from "Broken Freedom Song: Live From San Fansisco," so it might be a  
different version.   Corrections welcome. 
 
Intro:  G7  C  (4x) 
 
G7                  C 
Got a song about a soldier 
G7                    C 
Ridin somewhere on a train 
G7                          C 
Empty sleeve pinned to his shoulder 
G7                         C 
And some pills to ease the pain 
 
F                     C 
Started drinkin in El Paso 
F                   C 
He was drunk by San Antone 
F                          C 
Tellin strangers who were sleepin 
G7                D7 
How he hated goin home 
 
CHORUS 1: 
C                      G7 
Just a simple song of freedom 
C                    G7 
He was never fightin for 
C                               G7 
No one's listenin 'til you need 'em 
F                C                Am 
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more 
 
 
Got a song about a sister 
Waitin lonesome by the phone 
For some man who never missed her 
Ever since he come and gone 
 
And it's harder for a woman 
With a baby on the way 
That's the price of bein' human 
When you're poor enough to pay 
 
CHORUS 2: 
So she listens to the freedom 
In the silence at her door 
No one's missin 'til you need 'em 
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more 
 
 
Got a song about a savior 
Lookin lonesome and afraid 
At a city full of strangers 
And a cross he never made 
 
And he's sadder than he's wiser 
And a longer way from home 
And he wonders why his father 
Left him bleeding and alone 
 
CHORUS 3: 
Just a broken song of freedom 
And the closing of a door 
No one's missin' til you need 'em 
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more