Texty: Kris Kristofferson. Broken Freedom Song.

Got a song about a soldier
Ridin' somewhere on a train
Empty sleeve pinned to his shoulder
And some pills to ease the pain

Started drinkin' in El Paso
He was drunk in Sa Antone
Tellin' strangers who were sleepin'
How he hated goin' home

Just a simple song of freedom
He was never fightin' for
No one's listenin' when you need 'em
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more

Got a song about a sister
Waitin' somewhere by the phone
For some man who never missed her
Ever since he come and gone

And its harder for a woman
With a baby on the way
That's the price of bein' human
When you're poor enough to pay

So she listens to the freedom
In the silence at her door
No one's missin' till 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

Just a broken song of freedom
And the closing of a door
No one's missin' till you need 'em
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more