Well I pray in my final hour All the people who again must die All the liars and the robbers and the cheating wiles Tortured every time Well Ive written home to mother the ink ran from my tear I said momma momma please tell me why you brought me here Well Ill hang on another minute But really I have to know If you ever want to see me again You know what you can do Well Ive written home to mother the ink ran from my tear I said momma momma please tell me why you brought me here
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