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Freedom Never Cries
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I took a flag to a pawn shop
For a broken guitar
I took a flag to a pawn shop
How much is that guitar?
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I took a flag to a pawn shop
For a broken guitar
I took a flag to a pawn shop
How much is that guitar?
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
acoustic rhythm piano
use of a string ensemble
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
acoustic rhythm guitars

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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For a broken guitar
When somebody's about to die
I wrote a song for a dead man
I saw a man on the TV
I took a flag to a pawn shop
For me
Songwriter: John Ondrasik
Longin' for the day
A flag to a pawn shop
Until there was a war
May he forget
I never loved the soldier
To settle my soul
I only talk to God
A flag to a pawn shop
There's a baby on the doorstep
What's a song to a dead man
Anything at all
Or thought about tomorrow
To me?
I saw a man on the TV
Until there was a war
Why he is cryin' some day
And he says, that he's coming
Freedom never cries
And now I'll never grow old
To me?
A man on the TV
'Til my baby hit the floor
I got me that guitar
I wrote a song for a dead man
I took a flag to a pawn shop
Now I'm out in the cold
I only talk to God
I never cherished freedom
A song for a dead man
'Til my baby hit the floor
Publishers: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., FIVE FOR FIGHTING MUSIC
I took a flag to a pawn shop
Make up your mind to her
Lay down your life for her
There's a baby on the doorstep
What's a flag in a pawn shop
In a mask with a gun
Wailin' away
There's a baby on the doorstep
When somebody's about to die
Anything at all, oh, oh
He had a ten-year old son
You can cry for her, die for her
How much is that guitar?
Kiss and wave goodbye to her
You can cry for her, die for her
Freedom never cries
Who'd give his life to take
I never cherished freedom
I never loved the soldier
His son had a gun
Or thought about tomorrow
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