Broken Freedom Song — текст песни (Kristofferson Kris)

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 San 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.