Harry Belafonte - Oh Freedom Lyrics

Harry Belafonte Lyrics

"Oh Freedom"

Oh freedom, oh freedom, oh freedom over me
And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in a my grave
And go home to my lord and be free

No more mourning, no more mourning, no more mourning over me
And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in a my grave
And go home to my lord and be free

No more crying, no more crying, no more crying over me
And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in a my grave
And go home to my lord and be free

Oh freedom, oh freedom, oh freedom over me
And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in a my grave
And go home to my lord and be free

There'll be singin', there'll be singin', there'll be singin' over me
And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in a my grave
And go home to my lord and be free

Oh freedom, oh freedom, oh freedom over me
And before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in a my grave
And go home to my lord and be free

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Writer(s): Dp, Aaron Joseph Neville

album: "My Lord What A Mornin'" (1959)

Wake Up Jacob

My Lord What A Mornin'

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Stars Shinin' (By 'N By)

Oh Freedom

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Michael Row The Boat Ashore

Go Down Emanuel Road

In My Father's House

Goin' Down Jordan

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