Texty: Jackson Browne. Redemption Song.

Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit

But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation triumphantly

Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever had, redemption songs, redemption songs


Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear of atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time

How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book