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Prison Trilogy Billy Rose

Joan Baez

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Prison Trilogy (Billy Rose)
Joan Baez
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Billy Rose was a low rider Billy Rose was a night fighter
                                              
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name
 
Busted on a drunken charge
 
Driving someone else's car
                                     
The local midnight sheriff's claim to fame
                   /
In an Arizona jail there are some who tell the tale how
                                              
Billy fought the sergeant for some milk that he demanded
Knowing they'd remain the boss
Knowing he would pay the cost
                            
They saw he was severely reprimanded
                      
In the blackest cell on A Block
                   
He hanged himself at dawn
                       
With a note stuck to the bunk head
                                
Don't mess with me just take me home
                                  
Come and lay help us lay
             
young Billy down
                      /
Luna was a Mexican the law calls an alien
                                          
For coming across the border with a baby and a wife
 
Though the clothes upon his back were wet
 
Still he thought that he could get
                                
Some money and things to start a life
                                     /
It hadn't been too very long when it seemed like everything went wrong
                                                
They didn't even have the time to find themselves a home
      
This foreigner a brown-skin male
 
Thrown inside a Texas jail
                               
It left the wife and baby quite alone
                   
He eased the pain inside him
                    
With a needle in his arm
                      
But the dope just crucified him
                          
He died to no one's great alarm
                     
Come and lay help us lay
            
Young Luna down
                               
And we're gonna raze raze the prisons
         
To the ground
                            /                       
Kilowatt was an aging con of 65 who stood a chance to stay alive
                                        
And leave the joint and walk the streets again
                 
As the time he was to leave drew near
    
He suffered all the joy and fear
                          
Of leaving 35 years in the pen
                                /
And on the day of his release he was approached by the police
                                             
Who took him to the warden walking slowly by his side
     
The warden said "You won't remain here
But it seems a state retainer
                               
Claims another 10 years of your life."
                           
He stepped out in the Texas sunlight
                  
The cops all stood around
               
Old Kilowatt ran 50 yards
                               
Then threw himself down on the ground
                            
They might as well just have laid
             
The old man down
                              
And we're gonna raze raze the prisons
         
To the ground
                      
Help us raze raze the prisons
        
To the ground

Prison Trilogy Billy Rose

Joan Baez

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