Made his way out from the low lands
The son of a preacher man
Then he seemed to lose direction
On his way to the promised land, no no
It started with a woman
And it ended in a bottle fight
The jury would not forgive him
When he took a man within an inch of his life
When they took away his freedom
Buried his soul aside, no no
In the company of strangers
You find the enemy within, no
And the walls that capture evil
Keep the faith from getting in
In the company of strangers
So he sits behind these gray walls
Staring at the yellow moon
His dreams lie shattered all around him
Casting shadows into his room, baby
When they took away his freedom
They buried his soul aside, no no
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