Behind bars the lonely boy wept

Behind bars the angry boy kept

Behind bars is no place for a kid, but

Behind bars is the place where he lives

One woman to lead the way 

One woman to save the day

One woman to hold his hand

One woman to show him that he's a man

No more tears does this boy have to cry

No more tears and asking God "Why"

No more tears shed over blood

No more tears for being stuck in the mudd

Infront of bars I showed him the way

Infront of bar I pray he will stay

Infront of bars this boy is set free

Infront of bar I'll watch him be



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