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John

I don't want to hear your of old. Don't show me your golden chains.
For if there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain. Oh, then freedom's not name.

You told me of a dream that I would surely like to see each man could keep the wolves from his door.
Then I saw an old man a dollar in his hand, saying, "You don't need me anymore.
I you just don't need me anymore."

(Chorus)

We've got a lot of and that I can't deny from those who bore us liberty.
But if freedom's at the door and we let it wait more,
Oh, I wonder how proud they are of me. I wonder how proud they are of me.

Go and walk away. Yeah, turn your back and say, "We'll show 'em whose got who on the run."
But, if we could talk folks out there, we might get somewhere
And maybe someday we could throw away these guns. Someday we throw away these guns.

(Chorus)

If there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain, oh, then not your name.