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Mean old Man
Said he didn’t understand
Just why he did what he did
when you were a kid
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Yelling and screaming
but it was you who was dreaming
How you could get away
and never come back that way
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Where was the mother
Somewhere under cover
Oh she was never around
But they all knew her throughout the two
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Did he hate himself
when he pulled your arm from your self
Maybe somebody picked at him
And poked him with a tree limb
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You were just a young girl
with a family in a mixed up world
If one of your own couldn’t treat you kind
anybody else could rob you blind
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God was supposed to be at home
and not let the anger swell and roam
Bibles and pictures in every room
The floor should have been cleaned with a broom
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So when you grow up and have a family
Try not to forget your backyard tree
Don’t let branches be broken
And hollow promises spoken
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Little Sister, don’t let him say he’s sorry
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