Police, won´t you grant me my release?
I should be a freeman now at least,
I´m no robber, i´m no thief.
I should be a freeman on the street.
A freeman on the street.
Hey little darling you sleep tight.
I´m a be a little late tonight.
Found myself in a situation,
Lost my temper and my patience.
It´s the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings.
I never trouble nobody,
I never trouble no one.
Police, (you mista officer, hey!)
Won´t you grant me my release?
I should be a freeman now at least,
(why ya pressure me for, aye!)
I´m no robber, i´m no thief.
I should be a freeman on the street.
A freeman on the street.
Now baby i have some news,
They say my bail was refused.
But i will see you someday, somehow in someway.
It´s the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings.
I never trouble nobody,
I never trouble no one.
Solitary soldier i´m candid i told ya,
I landed me humbled and reprimanded.
So i man demanded my last phone call,
Without much success at all.
They say i´m a criminal but the wicked must fall.
Freedom gone and we still stand tall.
Dem say "freeze!" and we say;
"what for? we already have respect for da law"
So...
