Lyrics
Yeah it's on the street it's under your feet
It's everywhere
But if you're looking for free
Don't look at me my enemy became my country

On the run, officer put down the gun
Native son, I never wanted to own one
Native son, both of us want to be someone
It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son
To be free?

Tears fallen from the sky
Fallen to the ground bullets start to fly
He's hurt, he's in the dirt on my word
I did not take his life

Don't want to run away
This isn't in my father's plans
I know I can't stay
If I stay I know what's next

On the run, officer put down the gun
Native son, I never wanted to own one
Native son, all of us want to be someone
It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son
To be free? Free

Yeah yeah yea yeah yeah yeah yea-yea yeah
Yeah yeah yea-yea-yea yeah

Free on the run, officer put down the gun
Native son, I never wanted to own one
Native son, both of us want to be someone
It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son
To be free? Free free yeah

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ADAM CLAYTON, DAVE EVANS, LARRY MULLEN, PAUL DAVID HEWSON




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