Mentionsy

There's bound to be a price for Every promise you don't keep Well, I paid mine in that hellhole Where the devil never sleeps The warden said to me, John We're sympathetic to your cause

Father John was a filthy man, but he loved his God Sitting by his window late last night he sang a song About the ways he put them wicked ones away

Caught em up near Beckett Brook when the crew came ridin' through They rounded her up, them young boys chased em through the slough I heard one drown while the others hung around Father John caught his prey

Looking down at their young boys, Father John did reap them away from the land and all the families that they had.

Everybody got this broken feeling Like their father or their dog just died Everybody talking to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates and a long stem rope