River it like to flow Eagle it like to fly Eagle it like to feel Its wings against the sky Possum it like to run Ivy it like to climb Bird in the tree and bumble bee Want freedom in autumn or summertime Ever since that day When the world was an onion "Twas natch'ral for the spirit To soar and play The way the Lawd'a-wanted it Free as the sun is free That's how it's gotta be What ever is right For bumble bee and river and eagle Is right for me We gotta be free The eagle and me.