{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1136390,"song":"Freedom","artist":"Josh Garrels","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11252737-freedom-chords-by-josh-garrels/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1136390?type=chord","rating":4.97571,"votes":5,"content":"Freedom \r\nby Josh Garrels \r\n\r\nBased on the version on the 'Seven Stars' DVD.\r\nChords, lyrics, and mutterings as interpreted by N.G. Martin \r\n\r\nv1.0\r\n3/7/2012\r\n\r\nNote on chords: \r\nThe chord progression thouhgout is a simple, stripped-down \r\n        [ch]E[/ch] -> [ch]A[/ch]\r\n\r\nThe individual notes for the hammer that returns into E are \r\n        [ch]D[/ch] -> [ch]F#[/ch] -> [ch]D[/ch]\r\n\r\nNote on lyrics:\r\nJosh Garrels' vocal nuances are subtle, and even the actual \"lyrics\" of this song \r\nchange from one performance/recording to another.  Trying to precisely reproduce \r\nthe various non-word intonations, therefore, is like chasing the wind. I wanted \r\nthis interpretation to as complete as possible, so I decided to try anyway... but \r\nit's a gross approximation only. Your mileage will certainly vary.\r\n        \r\nDivision of this song into sets of clean stanzas is tough, so I've done it more or \r\nless by the length of the pause between lines. \r\n\r\nOK, enough qualifications. \r\n        \r\nLYRICS:\r\n\r\nMhmm...\r\nMhmm... yea!\r\nMhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah yeah mm... mhmm\r\n        \r\nMhmm... mhmm...\r\nMhmm... yea! yeah\r\nMhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah mm mm, mhm\r\n\r\nHey, yea-yea, yeah-eh-yeah-eh, yeah-eh-yeah-eh\r\nHey hey-yea-eh yeah, mhmm\r\n\r\nProfessional or beginner doesnt matter\r\nEvery sinner is a prisoner in a body that is subject to time\r\nNow my entwined mind tries to form a straight line\r\nnot like twised scoliosis of the spinal chord\r\n\r\nConstruct \r\nCross eyed carpenters are cuttin' crooked lines \r\nCan't construct\r\nman-made shrines when the winds and the water move sands of time\r\n\r\nMany minds on a deadline, yet live life like a live wire\r\nI'm not tired! \r\nOf blood and fire\r\nSpirit's moving higher than the green grass ever lifted me\r\n\r\nSpirit's moving higher... \r\nThan anything else ever lifted you\r\nMm, see\r\n\r\nWe got spirituality\r\nIt's living in us like one in three\r\nInjustice is concerning me \r\nin the non-linear eternity\r\nI'm speaking paradoxically\r\nbut you can nod your head now when you understand me-e-e-ee...\r\n\r\nThis is for my free men \r\nwhose backs wont bend in the lions den \r\nnow with their eyes on the ending\r\n\r\nThis is for my free women!\r\nThey fight with thier love\r\nThe bearers of our children\r\n        \r\nFree men whose backs wont bend in the lions den \r\nnow with their eyes on the ending\r\n\r\nThis is for my free women \r\nThey fight with thier love\r\nThe bearers of our children\r\n        \r\nWe shine like lights exposing\r\nwhat lies underneath decomposing\r\nUnearth those chains that are rusted\r\nmy sweet Lord, is that what i trusted in?\r\nThat sin? That tomfoolery?  Ugh!\r\nWhat it is is mental jewelery that I adorned myself with\r\n\r\nThe enemy's gifts, the man-made myths, the ignorant bliss\r\nof marijuana spliffs and alchoholic fifths\r\nI got so sick and tired of it\r\n\r\nDelivered and redeemed\r\nby christ i mean\r\nIt's time to start livin'\r\nand get a reason for the rhyme\r\n\r\nI dont wanna be dead-wrong on the deadline \r\nStanding on the dark side and all out of time...\r\nLike a blind pantomime's fantasize\r\nclimb up his own ladder to the sunshine\r\n\r\nNothin's mine\r\nthat hasn't been given\r\nNo one's alive here\r\nthat hasn't been risen\r\nFor 19 years i was trapped in a prison\r\n\r\nFeeding my escape by means of derision \r\nbut every man-made attempt just failed\r\nwhen trapped in a jail\r\nof my own guilt, shame, and iniquity\r\n\r\nI was looking for freedom\r\nHow'd I find freedom?\r\n\r\nOh!  Oh, freedom... \r\nfrom all of this\r\n\r\nHe said believe\r\nHe said believe\r\n\r\nWho are you telling me to belei-e-eve... yea\r\n'Said I'm the Christ\r\n\r\nOh!\r\n...he said I'm the Christ\r\n\r\nSo I believed.\r\n\r\nFreedom!\r\n\r\nMhmm... yea\r\nMhmm... ey!\r\nMhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah yeah eh, mhmm\r\n        \r\nMhmm... Hey! No, no no\r\nMhmm... yea! \r\nMhmm... Yea ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah mhm, \r\n\r\nNah na-na-nah","plain_text":"Freedom \nby Josh Garrels \n\nBased on the version on the 'Seven Stars' DVD.\nChords, lyrics, and mutterings as interpreted by N.G. Martin \n\nv1.0\n3/7/2012\n\nNote on chords: \nThe chord progression thouhgout is a simple, stripped-down \n        E -> A\n\nThe individual notes for the hammer that returns into E are \n        D -> F# -> D\n\nNote on lyrics:\nJosh Garrels' vocal nuances are subtle, and even the actual \"lyrics\" of this song \nchange from one performance/recording to another.  Trying to precisely reproduce \nthe various non-word intonations, therefore, is like chasing the wind. I wanted \nthis interpretation to as complete as possible, so I decided to try anyway... but \nit's a gross approximation only. Your mileage will certainly vary.\n        \nDivision of this song into sets of clean stanzas is tough, so I've done it more or \nless by the length of the pause between lines. \n\nOK, enough qualifications. \n        \nLYRICS:\n\nMhmm...\nMhmm... yea!\nMhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah yeah mm... mhmm\n        \nMhmm... mhmm...\nMhmm... yea! yeah\nMhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah mm mm, mhm\n\nHey, yea-yea, yeah-eh-yeah-eh, yeah-eh-yeah-eh\nHey hey-yea-eh yeah, mhmm\n\nProfessional or beginner doesnt matter\nEvery sinner is a prisoner in a body that is subject to time\nNow my entwined mind tries to form a straight line\nnot like twised scoliosis of the spinal chord\n\nConstruct \nCross eyed carpenters are cuttin' crooked lines \nCan't construct\nman-made shrines when the winds and the water move sands of time\n\nMany minds on a deadline, yet live life like a live wire\nI'm not tired! \nOf blood and fire\nSpirit's moving higher than the green grass ever lifted me\n\nSpirit's moving higher... \nThan anything else ever lifted you\nMm, see\n\nWe got spirituality\nIt's living in us like one in three\nInjustice is concerning me \nin the non-linear eternity\nI'm speaking paradoxically\nbut you can nod your head now when you understand me-e-e-ee...\n\nThis is for my free men \nwhose backs wont bend in the lions den \nnow with their eyes on the ending\n\nThis is for my free women!\nThey fight with thier love\nThe bearers of our children\n        \nFree men whose backs wont bend in the lions den \nnow with their eyes on the ending\n\nThis is for my free women \nThey fight with thier love\nThe bearers of our children\n        \nWe shine like lights exposing\nwhat lies underneath decomposing\nUnearth those chains that are rusted\nmy sweet Lord, is that what i trusted in?\nThat sin? That tomfoolery?  Ugh!\nWhat it is is mental jewelery that I adorned myself with\n\nThe enemy's gifts, the man-made myths, the ignorant bliss\nof marijuana spliffs and alchoholic fifths\nI got so sick and tired of it\n\nDelivered and redeemed\nby christ i mean\nIt's time to start livin'\nand get a reason for the rhyme\n\nI dont wanna be dead-wrong on the deadline \nStanding on the dark side and all out of time...\nLike a blind pantomime's fantasize\nclimb up his own ladder to the sunshine\n\nNothin's mine\nthat hasn't been given\nNo one's alive here\nthat hasn't been risen\nFor 19 years i was trapped in a prison\n\nFeeding my escape by means of derision \nbut every man-made attempt just failed\nwhen trapped in a jail\nof my own guilt, shame, and iniquity\n\nI was looking for freedom\nHow'd I find freedom?\n\nOh!  Oh, freedom... \nfrom all of this\n\nHe said believe\nHe said believe\n\nWho are you telling me to belei-e-eve... yea\n'Said I'm the Christ\n\nOh!\n...he said I'm the Christ\n\nSo I believed.\n\nFreedom!\n\nMhmm... yea\nMhmm... ey!\nMhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah yeah eh, mhmm\n        \nMhmm... Hey! No, no no\nMhmm... yea! \nMhmm... Yea ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah mhm, \n\nNah na-na-nah","chords":["G","E","A","D","F#"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]}}}