Freedom song sing me tonight
for I am a wayward child.
I close my eyes and view the sight
where the land is sweet and mild.
Oh bugles! Blow from hills so loud.
On fields of flowers I walk along.
I’m called a fallen hero among the clouds,
and I wait to hear you sing my song.
Freedom song I sing to you.
By the rivers edge where I look beyond,
while the colors red, white, and blue
Fly in the wind as I journey home.
Oh bugles! Blow in the breeze my tune.
I’m of the dust but my soul remains.
I’m called a fallen hero, crying out to you.
Bless your hearts,
I did not fall in vain!
Sing oh Sing! my freedom song.
I’m singing with angels
around God’s throne.
Bugles blew the “Taps” for me
Dust in the grave,
but my soul is flying free.