Small Price To Be Free

Here I go I'm cooking on the run

The water's boiling over

Here I go I'm rising with the sun

Small price to be free



Here I go I fade into the crowd

Full of sons and lovers

I catch no eyes no that is not allowed

Small price to be free



I can remember a time and a place

Nineteen hundred and sixty three

I was so young, all I wanted was fun

The world it was smiling back at me

This was not long to be



That steam engine train carries my shame

And in my dreamtime, I smell the rain



Here I go I'm sleeping at the wheel

Blue men pull me over

I tip my hat to my own nerves of steal



They send me on my way



Here I go I'm in a stranger's land

The sun is always shining

Sometimes things don't go as I had planned

Small price to be free



I know that I am not long for this world

The reaper came calling for me

I just pretended that no one was home

There still some things I have to see

Before I feel free



To step on that train, feeling no pain

And in my dreaming, I still smell the rain



Can I hear some knockin' at my door

Now don't say it's all over

Can I pay for just a little more



Small price to be free