Submitted by Garry Ciambella beaverboy43@hotmail.com Bm7 E7 ... Night, is the time, for the hunger Through these rooms, you and I, we wander Too much, too long, holdin' back the tears I wait, do hard labor, and I count the tears Chorus: freedom, yeah Nothing, is better, than the freedom Let the law, take a man, from his family See the evil, on the fences, down the highway Too bad , so sad , to be on the lam From my home, I must crawl, on my knees and hands Chorus: solo Nothing, is (guitaretab.com)