Sweet Liberty from Agraria by Dan Imhoff

Sweet Liberty

Sweet Liberty
Won’t you take my hand
Sweet Liberty
I’ll die to defend this land
Sweet Liberty
Won’t you take my hand

Your purple mountain majesty
Above your fruited plain
I have to tell you honestly
I love it when you call my name
Sweet Liberty
Won’t you call my name

Sweet Liberty
Bullets fall like rain
Sweet Liberty
To be lost in your arms again
Sweet Liberty
Don’t let me die in vain

Your purple mountain majesty
Bombs bursting in thin air
I see you smiling down at me
And your flowing hair
Sweet Liberty
At the top of the stair

Sweet Liberty
Please lie by my side
Sweet Liberty
I’ve got a pain that I cannot hide
Sweet Liberty
Please lie by my side

I hear the wagon coming for me
Lay me in the blood soaked ground
My country tis of thee
I’m lost, will I be found
Sweet Liberty
Lay me in the cold cold ground

• Americana
• Americana Jazz
• Folk
• Folk Rock
• Singer Songwriter
• Healdsburg