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Gasoline And Matches:
The Warden said these words I never will forget.
After all these years I've been here I remember them still yet.
I guess I'll take 'em with me when they lay me down today.
"Gasoline and matches and you are here to stay".
My Daddy was a Preacher and the love of God was felt.
He raised me with a strict hand in the heart of the Bible Belt.
No way can I tell you I don't know right from wrong.
How else can I put it in the words of this here song?
The people they all knew him and he was a real good man.
But, there's a deep dark secret no one would understand.
Nobody heard me crying in the silence of our home.
When the moon was right on certain nights and we were all alone.
I don't wanna paint a picture. You know the story all too well.
What he did to me back then I could never tell.
Nobody in his right mind would stand for it for long.
There was nothing left between us. The feelings were all gone.
The Judge was sympathetic and he put me in this cell.
He looked at me and told me "You can go to Hell!"
I set the night on fire and it chilled me to the bone.
How else could I make him leave me alone?
I've been caned and beaten to help me make it through.
Some times to get away from life you do what you must do.
"Don't ever play with fire," my Daddy said to me.
I see the burning embers and the flames that set me free.
Time is always hard time when you're living on this Row.
Nobody comes to see you and you got no place to go.
I hear they are coming to carry me away.
Gasoline and matches and you are here to stay.
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Author Notes
Thank you MoonWillow for the use of this incredible picture that fits my lyrics so well.
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