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Four Stone Walls

Four Stone Walls

Four stone walls to the ceiling
And a heavy iron door
Oh what a lonesome feeling
Staring at this cold stone floor

Four stone walls and a ceiling
What am I in here for
It wasn't just for stealing
I won't see my home any more

How could I know when I saw them
There in that fond embrace
He had his back toward the window
And I couldn't see his face

I thought that he was her lover
And all my love turned to hate
She cried out "Don't hurt my brother"
But she had warned me too late

AJS
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