Donovan Woods - Jail

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Way on down
In the jailhouse town
There’s a girl with a flower for a name
She says «I don’t care my man is losing his hair;
I’m gonna love him.»
And a family dwells
With their hearts all swelled
There’s a prayer with a face in mind
As if they chose
The slope of her nose
They’re gonna love her
She says «I don’t care what his name is
Or what he does
Or what he does
Or what he does
Or what he does…»