Broken Freedom Song

Taken from "Broken Freedom Song: Live From San Fansisco," so it might be a different version. Corrections welcome. Intro: G7 C (4x) G7 C Got a song about a soldier G7 C Ridin somewhere on a train G7 C Empty sleeve pinned to his shoulder G7 C And some pills to ease the pain F C Started drinkin in El Paso F C He was drunk by San Antone F C Tellin strangers who were sleepin G7 D7 How he hated goin home CHORUS 1: C G7 Just a simple song of freedom C G7 He was never fightin for C G7 No one's listenin 'til you need 'em F C Am Ain't no fun to sing that song no more Got a song about a sister Waitin lonesome by the phone For some man who never missed her Ever since he come and gone And it's harder for a woman With a baby on the way That's the price of bein' human When you're poor enough to pay CHORUS 2: So she listens to the freedom In the silence at her door No one's missin 'til you need 'em Ain't no fun to sing that song no more Got a song about a savior Lookin lonesome and afraid At a city full of strangers And a cross he never made And he's sadder than he's wiser And a longer way from home And he wonders why his father Left him bleeding and alone CHORUS 3: Just a broken song of freedom And the closing of a door No one's missin' til you need 'em Ain't no fun to sing that song no more