My mother was never there, to do my hair
My father was never there, he never cared
My brother he was always in jail
My sister, she was always out with boys
Me and my younger brother had to fend for ourselves
chours.
Then one day God sent an angel to our door,
She had white blonde hair, and deep green eyes, that sparkeled
She took our hands and led us to a car out side our door.
I'll never forget the day that God saved our life.
She held up a badge and interduced her self as oficer hershy.
She asked us if we new any body in jail
She said the a man escaped two days ago.
What could we say.
chours
We told her about our brother
She said no its not him he was let go 5 years ago
Then she pointed to a window
There a man stoo d in my bedroom window holding a gun
chours
Yeah I'll never forget the day God saved us, from, my, dad.
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