Freedom - Dierks Bentley

It’s the keys to your daddy’s car

It’s a night alone underneath the desert stars

It’s a five o’clock whistle

It’s the classroom bell

It’s a Panama City at the window yell

A first kiss after a broken heart

We all wanna break the chains

Feel the wind against our face

Everybody wants the same thing

We wanna taste that freedom (freedom)

Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom)

Freedom

It’s a pocket full of folded cash

It’s telling that boss he can kiss your ass

That ticket to your favorite show

Getting lost in the rock n roll

Close your eyes, hands up high

Go on and let it all go-oh

We all wanna break the chains

Feel the wind against our face

Everybody wants the same thing

We wanna taste that freedom (freedom)

Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom)

Freedom

Freedom

Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom, freedom)

That flag on a solider’s sleeve

All around the world they know what it means

And they all just wanna little piece of freedom, yeah

That flag on a solider’s sleeve

All around the world they know what it means

And they all want just a little piece of this freedom, yeah

We all wanna break the chains

Feel the wind against our face

Everybody wants the same thing

We wanna taste that freedom (freedom)

Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom)

Freedom

(Freedom)

(Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom, freedom)