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P.O.W. Blues
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Ian Noe
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They bring our food in the morning They throw it at our feet You know it's foul and it's foreign But a man's gotta eat They take their time to tease us Around and 'round they [go/crow?] I keep pleading to Jesus When will they let us go Well I remember the sunshine The way it hit my face And I've been longing for sunshine Since I've been in this place Why it's as dark as a dungeon The rats have cleaned the floor They keep me up with their stirring I can't take it no more So I close my eyes to roam Just strolling over memories trying to catch a glimpse of home So take me back to the country Where the river bends I don't care how I get there Just let this nightmare end Throw me out in the ocean On unforgiving waves I'll take my chances a-floatin' O'er rottin' in this cage So I close my eyes to roam Just strolling over memories trying to catch a glimpse of home Just strolling over memories trying to catch a glimpse of home
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