Freedom Is Like Gold Lyrics - Singles - Andy M. Stewart

There's many who talk of Freedom 

And we have some it's true 

But if you think it's fairly shared around 

Then you don't have a clue, 

No you just don't have a clue. 

Freedom oh Freedom while men are bought and sold 

You're free if you've plenty of money boys 

For freedom is like gold. Freedom is like gold. 

She's young and she's a mother 

Her man is out on the town 

Her life reads like a lousy book 

But she can't put it down 

No, she just can't put it down. 

Apartheid in South Africa 

Is everything that's vile 

In this land of inequality 

Slavery's in style 

Slavery's in style. 

Have you ever been in CND. 

And are you a union man? 

If you stood at the Mine in the picket line 

You may never work again. 

You may never work again. 

And the rich folk they have plenty 

While the poor folk they have none 

But who must die when the bullets fly? 

It's the poor man and his son 

The poor man and his son.