Lyrics

Six years old with a lifetime ahead He stayed in the yard like his mama said But a fenced gate couldn't stop the crime If you could hear his mama crying A hundred and one years old last June She falls a lot can barely hold a spoon The days are dark the nights are long Soon she'll sing the Lord's reunion song Don't tell me you're lonely if you have hands to hold Don't tell me you're lonely when your loved one answers the phone If you can see your children smiling don't tell me you're lonely He was just sixteen when they sent him up With the wrong crowd in his getaway truck Now he paints alone in his cell He lives the worst kind of hell Don't tell me you're lonely if you have hands to hold Don't tell me you're lonely when your loved one answers the phone If you can see your children smiling don't tell me you're lonely Take a look around and you'll see most of us have it easy Don't tell me you're lonely if you have hands to hold Don't tell me you're lonely when your loved one answers the phone If you can see your children smiling don't tell me you're lonely Don't tell me you're lonely
Writer(s): Linda La Porte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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