Bad news,
bad news came to me where I sleep.
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Saying one of your friends is in trouble deep.
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Oh,
what is the trouble?
Tell me once unto my ear.
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Juliet,
prison and ninety-nine years.
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Oh,
what is the charge of how this came to be?
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Manslaughter in the highest of degrees.
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I sat down and wrote the best words that I could write.
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Explaining to the judge I'd be there on Wednesday night.
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Without a reply,
I left by the moon.
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I was in his chambers by the next afternoon.
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Could you tell me the facts I said without fear?
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That a friend of mine would get ninety-nine years.
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A crash on the highway flew a car onto a field.
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There was four people killed and he was at the wheel.
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But I know him as good as I know myself.
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And he wouldn't harm me life that belonged to someone else.
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That might be so,
said the judge from the side of his mouth.
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But the witness who saw left little doubt.
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Then it might be true he has a sentence to serve.
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But ninety-nine years he just don't deserve.
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Too late,
too late for his case, it is sealed.
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This sentence is past and it cannot be repealed.
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But he ain't no criminal and his crime it is none.
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What happened to him could have happened to anyone.
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At that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze.
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Then could you kindly leave my office now please?
I tilted my head and I stood up so slow.
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Without no choice except but for to go.
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I walked down the hallway and I heard the door slam.
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I walked down the courthouse stairs and I did not understand.
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I
played my guitar through the night to the day.
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And the only tune my guitar could play was oh,
the cruel rain and the wind.