Freedom For The Stallion

Freedom for the stallion, freedom for the mare and her 
colt,
Freedom for the baby child who has not grown old enough to 
vote.
Lord, have mercy, what you gonna do about the people who 
are prayin' to you?
They got men makin' laws that destroy other men, made 
money, God, it's a doggone
sin,
Oh, Lord, you got to help us find the way.

Big ship's a-sailin', slaves all chained and bound,
Headin' for a brand new land that someone said he up and 
found.
Lord, have mercy, what you gonna do about the people who 
are prayin' to you?
They got men makin' laws that destroy other men, they made 
money, God, it's a
doggone sin.
Oh, Lord, you got to help us find the way.

Freedom for the stallion, freedom for the mare and her 
colt,
Freedom for the baby child who has not grown old enough to 
vote.
Lord, have mercy, what you gonna do about the people who 
are prayin' to you?
You know when I look inside my mind searchin' for the truth
 I find,
Oh, Lord, you got to help us find the way.

Hey, Lord!