at the breakin of the dawn day is born again just another missing link in an endless chain filling up the empty space left by one s who gone freedom s child is born today singing freedom s song with his colors flying high and his gun in hand volunteered to fight and die in a foreign land just another minor chord in a worn out song freedom s child is marching there singing freedom s song drifting through a crowded park past an empty swing hidden in a sparrow s eye when it s on the wing planted on a lonely hill with his name unknown freedom s child was laid to rest singing freedom s song at the breakin of the dawn day is born again just another missing link in an endless chain filling up the empty space left by one s who gone freedom s child is born today singing freedom s song freedom s child was laid to rest singing freedom s song