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Mary Gauthier

Thanksgiving

 

Thanksgiving

(альбом: Between Daylight And Dark - 2007)


We stood in a long line waiting for the door to be unlocked
Out in the cold wind, 'round the razor wire fenced-in cellblock
Young mama's with babies, sisters and other kinds of kin
At Tallulah State Prison on Thanksgiving Day, we're waiting to get in

You gotta get here early, it don't matter how many miles you drove
They make you wait for hours, jailers always move slow
They run names, check numbers, gravel faced guards they don't smile
Grammy and me in line, silently waiting single file

Thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by families
Road weary pilgrims who show up faithfully
Sometimes love ain't easy, sometimes love ain't free

My grammy looks so old now, her hair is soft and white like the snow
Her hands tremble when they frisk her from her head to her toes
They make her take her winter coat off then they frisk her again
When they're done she wipes their touch off her dress, stands tall and heads in

Thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by families
Road weary pilgrims who show up faithfully
Even though it ain't easy, even though it ain't free
Sometimes love ain't easy, I guess love ain't free

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