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Boiled In Lead - My Son John

Steven went to Mora
When he had the madman blues
They put him in St. Peter's
And they took away his shoes
They took away his shoes
And they took away his belt
They thought they knew
All about how a madman felt
They said he'd done the bottle
But he must have done the keg
'Cause he tore down a door
And he broke a policeman's leg
They put him into chains
And they marched him in the yard
They had three men pulling
And three men pushing hard
They put him in the cell
And he tore the place apart
But the madman blues went and
Broke that poor boy's heart

2007-08-17 13:24:03, Richie