Well, the first thing I remember is the last thing that I saw
Morning hit the barrel of a rifle going off
Then the daylight wrapped around me, then I heard the sergeant scream
Then all my reservations fell gently at my feet
Now my heart is free_
My heart is free_
And all the things that hold a man
No longer carry me
I was sure there was a reason to take that side and fight
But when I saw the trembling hands that put that shot in flight
Well, I saw the hands of Jesus, saw the shores at Normandy
Saw a hundred thousand weary lost and homesick boys like me
Now my heart is free_
My heart is free_
And all the things that hold a man
No longer carry me
Now they don't remember my name, or the girl that I made proud
And whatever drew me from her arms, is nothing to me now
Now my heart is free_
My heart is free_
And all the things that hold a man
No longer carry me
My heart is free_
My heart is free_
And all the things that hold a man
No longer carry me