Christmas Behind Bars

She's outside feeding chickens He's calling from state prison December 1991 He's thinking about leavin' Going home and his freedom And all of the bad things that he's done Scattered about the cell block Are commissary tube socks Pinned up for stockings on the beds He ain't got no hallmark So he barters for a prison art Holiday card for his kin It's Christmas time in Florida The same as in Georgia But they feel like worlds apart But this Christmas is his Last Christmas behind bars She can feel it when he's hurt Born his twin sister A bond that nothing can break But she ain't been to see him She has warrants in the system That don't warrant a trip out-of-state It's Christmas time in Florida The same as in Georgia But they feel like worlds apart But this Christmas is his Last Christmas behind bars She's outside feeding chickens He's leaving the state prison December 1991 They strap him to the gurney For his eternal journey For all of the bad things that he's done It's Christmas time in Florida The same as in Georgia But they feel like worlds apart But this Christmas is his Last Christmas behind bars This Christmas is his Last Christmas behind bars