Someday, someday But I don't know when Someday, someday But I don't know when Brother brother oh brother Why are you walking down this road here This
I like my heroes To be honest and strong I wear t-shirts And blue jeans I try to understand All the cultures of this world I'm an American from the Midwest
(John Mellencamp) I'm not following your frame of mind Complaining about this life all the time Surely something good here as the world spins by Could
(John Mellencamp) Well there's a pain in my side But I keep traveling on Bring peace to this troubled land It's dark out here I can't read those signs
(John Mellencamp) Put your guns out on the table Throw your bullets on the floor This weary old house can't take it anymore From the ovens in the kitchen
(John Mellencamp) Better take a look At my circle Better take a look around Tell all my friends Better take a look At the colors of the people Young
Devil You'll find him on Freedom's Road Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road If you wanna take a ride Well, you've got to pay the toll Freedom's Road, Freedom
You'll find him on Freedom's Road Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road If you want to take a ride Well you've got to pay the toll Freedom's Road, Freedom'
Traduzione: Mellencamp, John. Via della Libertà.
Well, the county fair left quite a mess in the county yard Kids with eyes as big as dollars rode all the rides Strip artists and con artists put on quite
Sweet belly of the moment You?ve realized you?ve changed And everything you are after Well, has gone down the drain You?re nothing more than just a drifter
An all white jury hides the executioners face See how we are, me and you? Everyone here needs to know their place Let's keep this blackbird hidden in
I don?t accommodate nobody I just take care of myself Gotta house down on a dusty road I don?t need nobody else I gotta wife and some kids I don?t know
Seems like once upon a time ago I was where I was supposed to be My vision was true and my heart was too There was no end to what I could dream I walked
Hey Jesus, can You give me a ride back home? I?ve been out here in this world too long on my own I won?t bother You no more if You can just get me in
an uneducated thought All I could do here is my best And be thankful for what we?ve got Why do so many suffer? Oppressed to the end of time Why does freedom
If I die sudden Please don?t tell anyone There ain?t nobody that needs to know That I?m gone Just put me in a pine box Six feet underground Don?t be