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A song about a brave girl giving her life to earn money to help save her mom from death.
Jibes (Neal Gilbertson) helped me with the drums, bass and mix.
Jibes (Neal Gilbertson) helped me with the drums, bass and mix.
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Lyrics
Freedom For Mama
© Stan Loh March 10, 2011 Song about a dancer and prostitute who does it to save her mom.
Verse 1
She’s only sixteen,
She’s tall, cool and lean,
Her freckles etched a charming face,
Her body keeping pace,
Lip stick and rouge divine,
Rhinestones and intertwines,
She waits for the after dark in moonlit supper time.
Chorus
After the ball, she peels off her pride,
The men will follow wherever she slides,
Fireman’s pole, tracking shifty eyes,
Luring for dollars, their silver required.
Verse 2
When she wakes she’ll count them,
And she’ll never condemn,
The sources of her revenue,
It hurts what she has to do,
She pays the oncologist,
Who prescribed a variable list,
Freedom for mama, she’s wasting in bed.
Bridge
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom for mama,
Oh Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom for mama…
Oh Lord don’t take her, don’t take her away,
…She prays long everyday.
Instrumental
Verse 3
Mama doesn’t know,
She’ll part with April snow,
Her daughter dances secretly,
While doctors disagree,
The paid up pharmacist,
Concocted healing list,
Freedom for mama as she slides into bed.
(Repeat Chorus)
© Stan Loh March 10, 2011 Song about a dancer and prostitute who does it to save her mom.
Verse 1
She’s only sixteen,
She’s tall, cool and lean,
Her freckles etched a charming face,
Her body keeping pace,
Lip stick and rouge divine,
Rhinestones and intertwines,
She waits for the after dark in moonlit supper time.
Chorus
After the ball, she peels off her pride,
The men will follow wherever she slides,
Fireman’s pole, tracking shifty eyes,
Luring for dollars, their silver required.
Verse 2
When she wakes she’ll count them,
And she’ll never condemn,
The sources of her revenue,
It hurts what she has to do,
She pays the oncologist,
Who prescribed a variable list,
Freedom for mama, she’s wasting in bed.
Bridge
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom for mama,
Oh Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom for mama…
Oh Lord don’t take her, don’t take her away,
…She prays long everyday.
Instrumental
Verse 3
Mama doesn’t know,
She’ll part with April snow,
Her daughter dances secretly,
While doctors disagree,
The paid up pharmacist,
Concocted healing list,
Freedom for mama as she slides into bed.
(Repeat Chorus)
neilh79
Really cool tune here, the progressions are lovely and flow effortlessly. Nice steady vocal aswell, enjoyed