In times of old there was a king who had his way,
And we were told the ways in which we were to pray,
A freer land was a dream across the sea,
So we set sail, in pursuit of our beliefs,
And we the people longed to know a place where faith could grow,
Everyone could take a stand, that's why we fought to build this land.

King George, I'm glad we got away,
King George, the tyrant's in his grave,
King George, the shadow here today.

The tide has turned, a different wave upon this shore,
Now we're so free, but tell me, what's the freedom for'
If we say his name...
If our message gets too strong...
The radio will never play this song,
The right is there to make a choice,
We can all speak with our own voice,
We can say, but we don't dare,
And all our schools don't have a prayer.

King George, I thought we got away,
King George, your laughing in your grave,
King George, it hasn't really changed,
King George, is your shadow here to stay'

King George, I thought we got away,
King George, your laughing in your grave,
King George, it hasn't really changed,
King George, is your shadow here to stay'
King George, we thought we got away,
King George, your laughing in your grave,
King George, it hasn't, hasn't really changed, no, hasn't really changed.
King George, is your shadow here to stay'
King George,
King George,
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