SAN QUENTIN

SAN QUENTIN
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1.San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me,
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you've hosted me since nineteen sixty three.
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I've seen 'em come and go, and I've seen them
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die, and long ago I stopped askin' why.
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2.San Quentin, I hate every inch of you,
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you've cut me and have scarred me thru an'
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thru. And I'll walk out a wiser, weaker man;
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Mister Congressman why can't you understand.
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3.San Quentin, what good do you think you do?
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Do you think I'll be different when you're
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through?
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You bent my heart and mind, and you may my
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soul, and your stone walls turn my blood a
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little cold.
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4.San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell,
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may your walls fall and may I live to tell,
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may all the world forget you ever stood,
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and may all the world regret you did no good.
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San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me.