Good Morning Freedom

Good Morning Freedom
Good morning world, it's a brand new day
I'm packing my bags and I'm going away
I'm moving my legs and my city tired bones
I got to get away from the busy man's phones
Got to make a move where the living is wild and free
If you want to get happy, then people, come along with me
A fee, fa, fou, fa, fa, fa, fa, fouu

Run along boy, set a place for me
I'm getting so tired of the company
I'm getting [?] looks from the big white man
I got to get away just as fast as I can
Good morning freedom, got to break away
Got to break away, got to break away
Good morning freedom, it's another day
It's another day, it's another day
Good morning freedom
A fee, fa, fou, fa, fa, fa, fa, fouu
[?] is the same old game
A city tired living is the game to play
Loving thy neighbor is the real life thing
There's only one way to get the people to sing
[Chorus]