“I Wanna Be Free (live)”

Micky: Don’t pick it, it’ll never heal.

I wanna be free
Like the bluebirds flying by me
Like the waves out on the blue sea
If your love has to tie me
Don’t try me
Say goodbye

I wanna be free
Don’t say you love me, say you like me
But when I need you beside me
Stay close enough to guide me
Confide in me
Whoa, whoa

I wanna hold your hand
Walk along the sand
Laughing in the sun
Always having fun
Doing all those things
Without any strings
To tie me down

I wanna be free
Like the warm September wind, babe
Say you’ll always be my friend, babe
We can make it through the end, babe
Again, babe, I’ve gotta say

I wanna hold your hand
Walk along the sand
Laughing in the sun
Always having fun
Doing all those things
Without any strings
To tie me down

I wanna be free
Like the warm September wind, babe
Say you’ll always be my friend, babe
We can make it through the end, babe
Again, babe, I’ve gotta say
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
I wanna be free, yeah

Davy: Thank you! Woo! That goes for all of us. We all wanna be free.
Peter: We’d like to welcome you to the thirty-seventh Olympics.
Mike: I’d like to thank T.W.A. for flying all the contestants here tonight.


  1. Live 1967 (1987) (CD).
  2. The Monkees: The Day-by-Day Story of the ’60s TV Pop Sensation (2005), Andrew Sandoval, p. 293.