Freedom Walks the Road

Freedom walks the road Freedom walks the road leading down to the river My Freedom walks the road, and she's calling for my soul Tell me what will become of me, my Lord?   Freedom rolls ahead Freedom rolls ahead down the hill to the river My Freedom rolls ahead though I'm feeling halfway dead Tell me what will become of me, my Lord?    Freedom sings a song Freedom sings a song ankle deep in the river My Freedom sings a song and it beckons me along Tell me what will become of me, my Lord?   Freedom drives the train Freedom drives the train passing over the river My Freedom drives the train that will lift me from my grave Tell me what will become of me, my Lord?   She calls, and whispers to me, "Come along We'll make it over Heaven's wall And see the everlasting dawn... come on!"   Freedom lights the way Freedom lights the way and it shines on the river My Freedom lights the way, and it turns my night to day Tell me what will become of me, my Lord?