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I’ve got a wife and four grown children
I can’t afford their education
I been a prison guard for fourteen years
That ain’t exactly a vacation


Since he’s been here, he’s followed every rule
And I’ve told you my position
The law says he’s got the right to go to school
We abide by the court’s decision


I got a Winchester .243
I like that gun for deer
Upstate November, when the air is free
Smells like hunting season’s here

He’s the one you got to keep your eyes on
He’s smart, yep, and sneaky quiet
A troublemaker if I’ve ever seen one
Next thing it’s Attica
And we got a riot

There ain’t no way that punk gets his degree
And hides behind the Constitution
No way in hell that smart-ass spic goes free
Not while I’m in this institution

© 1997 Lyrics by Paul Simon and Derek Walcott

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