“There’s a Hole in My Strawman”

Verse 1
There’s a hole in my freedom, dear Sovereign, dear Sovereign,
There’s a hole in my freedom, dear Sovereign, a hole.

Verse 2
Then patch it with papers, dear Patriot, dear Patriot,
Then patch it with filings, dear Patriot, with writs.

Verse 3
But the papers are legal, dear Freeman, dear Freeman,
The papers are legal, dear Freeman, in law.

Verse 4
Then file them in court, dear Sovereign, dear Sovereign,
Then file them in court, dear Sovereign, at once.

Verse 5
But the court is the problem, dear Patriot, dear Patriot,
The court is the problem, dear Patriot, you see.

Verse 6
Then seize the birth bond, dear Freeman, dear Freeman,
Then seize the birth bond, dear Freeman, your key.

Verse 7
But the bond is the chain, dear Sovereign, dear Sovereign,
The bond is the chain, dear Sovereign, to debt.

Verse 8
Then trust in your filings, dear Patriot, dear Patriot,
Then trust in your filings, dear Patriot, and bet.

Verse 9
But filings are bondage, dear Freeman, dear Freeman,
But filings are bondage, dear Freeman, not grace.

Verse 10
Then what shall we do now, dear Sovereign, dear Sovereign?
Then what shall we do now, dear Sovereign, we ask?

Final Verse
Forsake all the strawman, dear Freeman, dear Freeman,
Forsake all the strawman, dear Freeman — find Christ,