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[Verse 1]
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..Just last week I went to prison
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To see some boys down on death row
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Brought some guitars and my buddies
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To play some songs I thought they’d know
         
I could feel myself trembling
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When I shook one of their hands
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I thought that he would be a monster
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Turns out he’s a whole lot like I am

[Chorus]
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Yeah, we talked hunting, we talked fishing
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Like I Do with boys back home
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How Jesus is the ticket
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And narrow is the road
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About how all we need is forgiveness
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‘Fore we see them streets of gold
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Yeah, I learned a lot ’bout livin’ from them boys down on death row

[Verse 2]
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…One of ’em name’s was Johnny
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Ain’t touched the grass in thirty years
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Maybe I ain’t supposed to feel sorry no
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But it ’bout brought me to tears

Then it hit me, we’re all human
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Ain’t always proud of what we done
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Everybody’s days are numbered
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Only difference is, they all know which ones

[Chorus]
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Yeah, we talked hunting, we talked fishing
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Like I Do with boys back home
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How Jesus is the ticket
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And narrow is the road
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About how all we need is forgiveness
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‘Fore we see them streets of gold
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Yeah, I learned a lot ’bout livin’ from them boys down on death row

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]
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…One of ’em sang, “Amazing Grace”, how sweet the sound

With one hand raised and one foot chained to the ground
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Yeah, he sang it like he knew he’d just been found
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Yeah that next week, they laid him six feet down

[Instrumental]
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[Chorus]
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I can’t say that he’s in Heaven, who Am I to judge his soul?
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But Jesus don’t play favorites, sayin’ a name that He don’t know
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Yeah I learned that and then some, with them boys down on death row

[Outro]
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I learned all that and then some, from the boys down on death row