Letras
Johnny was a Cherokee cowboy, long braids hangin' from his hat
He wrangled up on the little S ranch and he rode with my Uncle Jack
He sat like a shadow in the saddle and wrote poetry with his rope
He had a light hand for the horses and a smile for us little folk
Johnny and Jack come a-callin'
Took my brothers and my sisters and I
To the Hale County picnic, '07, the Fourth of July
They had a big tent, and a little brass band, box lunches on the lawn
When they raised Old Glory to the top of
The pole, we all sang the freedom song
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, why aren't you singin'?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, is there somethin' wrong?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, where are you goin'?
Johnny, won't you stay and help us sing the freedom song?
The men all whipped their hats off and
They hollered and they whooped it up
But Johnny just stood there silent with a hurt and angry look
Then his face cut soft and he kneeled
Right down and he sounded plumb wore out
When he said, "Little partner, it's not
My freedom that they're singin' about"
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, why aren't you singin'?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, is there somethin' wrong?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, where are you goin'?
Johnny, won't you stay and help us sing the freedom song?
He mounted his horse in a couple of
Strides and I watched as he rode away
Across the plains of the land of the free
'Til he vanished in the home of the brave
Since then, I've sung the freedom song a thousand times or more
And every time I wonder just whose freedom it is we're singin' for
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, why aren't you singin'?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, is there somethin' wrong?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, where are you goin'?
Johnny, won't you stay and help us sing the freedom song?
Oh, say, can you see, Johnny, why aren't you singin'?