Ah, it ain't so is it? you almost lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to cope your disgrace. Well your wealth is well and your friends were never few, And all the things they told you of finding to be true. Well if truth can free the guilty while the innocent die, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you talk of human justice while you on fancy wheels. And you push them to their just to see how nice it feels. Well it really matter if she's living or she's dead, You just drive away that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice that our of justice claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse james.
And most cordially caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, in case you could not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to your precious life. Well if is what matters though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your case most and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who their liberty. Not because of they did, but what they did not do: They did not pay a lawyer or a to see them through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they could not raise bail. Well if winning is what matters, I the ones who fail.