Bars
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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