Neil Young - Freedom

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chords: audio





Rockin' in the Free World : Freedom : Neil Young



(There's) [Dm]colors on the streets [C] [Bb]



Red [C]white and blue [C] [Bb]



People [Dm]shufflin' their feet, [C] [Bb]



People [Dm]sleepin' in their shoes [C] [Bb]



There's a [Dm]warning sign on the [C]road a[Bb]head



There's a [Dm]lot of people sayin' we'd be [C]better off [Bb]dead



Don't [Dm]feel like satan but I [C]am to [Bb]them



So I [Dm]try to forget it any [C]way I [Bb]can



chorus:

[F] Keep on [C]rockin' in the free world [Bb]x4



 [F]- [Gm] x4 to next verse





I see a girl in the night, with a baby in her hand

Under an old street light, near a garbage can

Now she's put the kid away and she's gone to get a hit

She hates her life and what she's done to it

That's one more kid that will never go to school

Never get to fall in love never get to be cool



chorus:



(additional verse in the electric version; track 12)

(electric is in different key)



We got a [Em]thousand points of light [D] [C]

For the [Em]homeless man [D] [C]

We got a [Em]kinder gentler [D]machine gun [C]hand [D] [C]

We got [Em]department stores and [D]toilet [C]paper

Got [Em]styrofoam boxes for the [D]ozone [C]layer

Got a [Em]man of the people says [D]keep hope a[C]live

Got [Em]fuel to burn, got [D]roads to [C]drive [D] [C]



Chorus:

[G] / / / [D] / / / [C] / / /



[G]-[Am]







Crime in the City (Sixty to Zero Part I) : Freedom : Neil Young



[G]/ / /   / / / /   / / / /   / / / /



Well the [Am]cop made the show-down [Am][F]



He was [Am]sure he was right [Am][F]



He had [Am]all of the low-down[Am][F]



From the [Am]bank-heist last night [Am][F]



[Dm]His best friend was the robber,[G][Dm]



[Dm]And his wife was a thief[G][Dm]



[Dm]All his children were killers, [G][Dm]



[Dm]He couldn't get no relief [G][F]



The bungalow was surrounded [G][F]



When a voice loud and clear [G][F]



Said "Come on out with your hands up [G][F]



Or we'll blow you out of here" [G][F]



There was a face in the [Am]window 



The [F]t.v. cameras [Am]rolled



Then they cut to the [F]announcer,[Am] 



And the [F]story was told [Am]





[F]   [G] / / /  / / /

[F]   [G] / / /  / / /

[F]   [G] / / /  / / / [Am]...





The artist looked at the producer, the producer sat back

He said "what we have got here is a perfect track

But we don't have a vocal and we don't have a song

If we could get these things accomplished nothing else could go wrong"

So he balanced the ashtray as he picked up the phone

And said "send me a songwriter who's drifted far from home

And make sure that he's hungry and make sure he's alone

Send me a cheeseburger and a new 'rolling stone'

Yeah



"There's still crime in the city", said the cop on the beat

"I don't know if i can stop it, I feel like meat on the street

They paint my car like a target, I take my orders from fools

Meanwhile some kid blows my head off well I play by their rules

That's why I'm doin' it my way I took the law in my own hand

So here i am in the alleyway a wad of cash in my pants

I get paid by a ten year old he says he looks up to me

There's still crime in the city but it's good to be free

Yeah



Well I come from a family that has a broken home

Sometimes I talk to daddy on the telephone

When he says that he loves me i know that he does

But I wish I could see him I wish I knew where he was

But that's the way all my friends are except maybe one or two

Wish I could see him this weekend wish I could walk in his shoes

But now I'm doing my own thing wometimes I'm good then I'm bad

Although my home has been broken it's the best home I ever had

Yeah



Well I keep getting younger my life's been funny that way

Before I ever learned to talk I forgot what to say

I sassed back to my mom I sassed back at my teacher

I got thrown out of bible school for sassing back at the preacher

Then I grew up to be a fireman put every fire in town

Put out anything smokin' but when I put the hose down

The judge sent me to prison gave me life without parole

Wish I never put the hose down wish I never got old



notes: _we_KNOW_ it's redundant to add in the additional [Am] chord,

but listen to the song to get what we mean - change from

Am to F (or Dm, G or whatever the chord change is) over the space of three 

stokes e.g 002210  000010 x33211





Don't Cry : Freedom :Neil Young



power chord from low E to e



E         e             E                e	    E

Don't cry my sweet girl nothin' I say is written in stone

Don't cry my sweet love you won't really be alone

Woa ah

I'll help you pack your things I'll walk with you out to the car

I'll hold on to the ring I won't forget the way things are

G               E  .......

Woa ah my sweet love



Your disappointed eyes are haunting my like my big lies

I see you glaring now I see you staring in the fire

Woa ah my sweet love



Don't cry my sweet girl nothin' I say is written in stone

Don't cry my sweet love you won't really be alone

Woa ah

My sweet love my sweet love

Ahhh



Don't cry my sweet girl you won't really be alone

Don't cry my sweet girl you won't really be alone

Don't cry my sweet girl you won't really be alone







Hangin' on a Limb : Freedom : Neil Young

(song originally in key of D ?)



verse: GCFCG

chorus: DCG??



Though the river flows gently to the sea

He was on the shore rooted like tree

She was here and there riding on the waves

Through it all she heard his call

And gave it all she gave



CH.

And though their love was hangin' on a limb

She taught him how to dance and start again

And though their love was hangin' on a limb

She taught him how to dance 



When the melody through the window called

It echoed in the courtyard and whispered in the halls

He played it through the night she knew he had to go

There was something about freedom he thought he didn't know



CH



v1



And though their love was hangin' on a limb 

She taught him how to dance







Eldorado : Freedom : Neil Young



[F]In the crystal [G]ball the gypsy saw the [Am]villa



[F]The riders on the [G]hill the fire in the [Em]fields



[F]She saw the mission [G]bell swinging in the [Am]silence



[D]Now the shooting [F]starts [D]the bullets pierce the [F]hearts



[D]The senoritas [F]crying at the [G]wall



Up in the Gold Hotel the money hits the table

The heavies all are there that's why the deal's going down

Beautiful women all dressed in diamond and sable

Down upon the street beside a garbage heap

a mariachi band begins to play



Somewhere a blues guitar plays echos in the alleyway

The Tijuana dawn claims another day the golden sun rises on the runway

The pilot understands the money changes hands

Inside the jet the briefcase snaps

Goodbye



In Eldorado town there lives a great bullfighter

His eyes are screaming blue his hair is red as blood

And when the gate goes up the crowed gets so excited

And he comes dancin' out dressed in gold lame

He kills the bull and lives another day







The Ways of Love : Freedom : Neil Young



[D]You [G]are my [C]special [G]one



[D]Made my [G]heart come [C]all un[G]done



[D]We've been [G]havin' [C]too much [G]fun



[F]Now someone else



Will sleep with [Bb]tears when he [C]hears



What we've [D]done [A] [D] [A]



cH.

[D]Oh [A] [D] the [A]ways of [D]love [A] [D] [A] x2





Hear my song and hear my heart

We'll be gone when the music starts

Then we'll never be apart

Just you and I

Go flyin' by no one to cry

That we're gone



cH



V1



cH



cH







Someday : Freedom : Neil Young



Rommel wore a ring on his finger

He only took it off when he flew his plane

Once he told me why

He said we all have to fly someday

We all have to fly

Someday



T.v preacher can't be bothered

With those petty things

He stays a step removed so they say

He's pipin' music in

We all have to sin someday

We all have to sin

Someday



Workin' on that great Alaska pipeline

many men were lost in the pipe

They went to fuelin' cars

Now smog might turn to stars

Someday

Smog might turn to stars

Someday



Hold me baby, put your arms around me

Give me all the love you have to give

Tomorrow won't be late

We won't have to wait someday

We won't have to wait

Someday





On Broadway : Freedom : Neil Young

(lyrics by Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Jerry Leiber

 & Mike Stoller 1962/1963 )



[A]They say the [G]neon [A]lights are [G]bright on [A]broad[G]way [A] [G]



[A]They say there's [G]always [A]magic [G]in the [A]air [G] [A] [G] 



[D]But when you're [C]walkin' [D]down the [C]street



[D]And you ain't [C]had e[D]nough to [E]eat



[A]The glitter [G]rubs right [A]off and [G]you're no[A]where



They say the women treat you fine on broadway

But lookin' at them just gives me the blues

How ya gonna make some time

When all you got is one thin dime

And that one dime won't even shine your shoe



They say that I won't last too long on broadway

I'll catch a greyhound bus for home they all say

But they're dead wrong I know they are

'cos I can play this here guitar on broadway



On broadway

On broadway

Give me that crack

Give me some of that crack

Give me that crack

Ahh

Broadway





Wrecking Ball : Freedom : Neil Young





[F]My life's an [G]open book you [F]read it on the radi[G]o



[F]We've got no[G]where to hide we've [F]got nowhere to [G]go



[F]But if you [G]still decide



[F]That you want to G]take a ride



chorus:

[C]Meet me at the [CM7]wrecking [C]ball [Am]wrecking ball 



[F]Wear something pretty and [G]white



And [F]we'll go dancing to[G]night	  all x2



I see your smokey eyes right across the bar

I've seen that look before shining from star to star

Though I can't take that chance

If you got time for one dance 



cH x2



The restless line of cars goes stretching down the road

But I won't telephone 'cos you might say 'hello'

What is it makes me feel this way?

What is it makes me want to say?



CH x2







No More : Freedom : Neil Young



[Dm]Livin' on the edge of night [Bb]



You know the [C]sun won't go down [Dm]slow



You don't know which drug is right [Bb]



Can't decide which [C]way you wanna [Dm]go



[Dm]I feel the way you feel



[Bb]'cos not so long a[C]go



It had a [Dm]hold on me [C] [Bb]



I couldn't [Dm]let it go [C] [Bb]      it wouldn't [Dm]set me free [C] [Bb]



It wouldn't [Dm]set me free [C] [Bb] [F] [Dm]



No more, [F] [Dm]  no more, [F] [Dm] no more



Seemed like the easy thing

To let it go for one more day

Like singin' the same old song

And twistin' the words in a different way

Where did the magic go

I searched high and low

I can't find it no more

I can't get it back i can't find it no more

I can't find it no more

No more, no more, no more, no more



Searchin' for quality

Havin' to have the very best

Now scroungin' for quantity

Never havin' time to do the test

That's how the story goes

Can't put it down

To the last stage

I can't put it down

I can't put it down

I can't put it down



Too Far Gone : Freedom : Neil Young



[G]When I woke up you were [D]gone



And the [C]sun was on the [G]lawn



Empty pillow with perfume [D]on

    

I [C]smelled it



Well we met in my favorite bar

Took a ride in my old car

But I still don't know how

We made it home



Chorus:

Was I [G]too [C]far [D]gone

Too far gone

Too far gone

For you?



We had drugs and we had booze

But we still had something to lose

And by dawn I wanted

To marry you



With our attitudes by day

And our secret dreams by night

Can we really live our lives

That way



Chorus:

Am  I .....



Chorus:

Was I ....



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|G|/ / /   / / / /   / / / /   / / / /



         |Am|                  |Am||F||Am| 		      |Am||F|

Well the cop made the show-down       he was sure he was right



       |Am|               |Am||F||Am|			       |Am||F|

He had all of the low-down       from the bank-heist last night



|Dm|                           |G||Dm|			      |G||Dm|

His best friend was the robber,       and his wife was a thief



|Dm|                         |G||Dm| 	         	      |G||F|

All his children were killers,       he couldn't get no relief



                           |G||F|			    |G||F|

The bungalow was surrounded      when a voice loud and clear



      |F|                           |G||F|

Said "come on out with your hands up      or we'll blow you out of here"



			|Am|   |F|		|Am|

There was a face in the window the t.v. cameras rolled



          |F|        |Am|               |F|       |Am|

Then they cut to the announcer, and the story was told



|F|   |G| / / /  / / /|F|  |G| / / /  / / / |F|  |G| / / /   / / / /  |Am|



From: VETTERS@VAX1.ELON.EDU (Steve Vetter  )

Subject: CRD: Too Far Gone - Neil Young



Too Far Gone - Neil Young

from the book _Freedom_

typed by Steve Vetter



D5       x577xx

C/G      3x2010

C(addD)  x32130



intro:

G   D5   C   G   G   D   C



G          G                D

When I woke up you were gone

        C                  G

and the sun was on the lawn

                           D

Empty pillow with perfume on

    C         

I smelled it



G                             D

Well we met in my favorite bar

       C                 G

took a ride in my old car



But I still don't know how

D              C

We made it home



G         C/G D7

Was I too far gone

C(addD) G

too far gone

    C/G D7       C

too far gone for you?



G                         D

We had drugs and we had booze

        C                         G

But we still had something to lose

                    D   C        G

And by dawn I wanted to marry you

                        D

With our attitudes by day

        C                     G

And our secret dreams by night

                            D        C

Can we really live our lives that way





G         C/G D7

Am  I too far gone

C(addD) G

too far gone

    C/G D7       C

too far gone for you?







From: VETTERS@VAX1.ELON.EDU (Steve Vetter  )

Subject: CRD: Don't Cry - Neil Young



Don't Cry - Neil Young

From the _Freedom_ Book

Typed by Steve Vetter



E5  022xxx

D/E xx2232

C/E xx2010



E5



E                                                  D/E

Don't cry my sweet girl nothing I say is written in stone

E                                            C/E

Don't cry my sweet love, You won't really be alone

D/E

Woa....



E                                                     D/E

I help you pack your things, I'll walk you out to the car

E                                                        C/E

I'll hold on to the ring, I won't forget the ways things are

D/E

Woa...

E

my sweet love



G5  E5  No Chord

(Add libbed solo)



E                                                  D/E

Your disappointed eyes are haunting me like my big lies

E                                                C/E

I see you glaring now.  I see you staring in the fire

D/E

Woa...

         E

My sweet love



E                                                  D/E

Don't cry my sweet girl nothing I say is written in stone

E                                            C/E

Don't cry my sweet love, You won't really be alone

D/E

Woa....

         E

my sweet love   my sweet love

E5

Don't cry my sweet girl  You won't really be alone