At the breaking 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 breaking 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