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I never thought I'd see the dayThat she'd set me freeCause you know that little ring on my fingerAlways felt like a ball and chain to meAll those threats I made about leavinSuddenly became realityShe released me from my death row sentenceAnd said we'll sign the final papers in a weekShe handed me my walking papersAnd said you're free to goAnd celebrating felt in orderFor I had escaped that prison of a homeBut sittin in this old tavernSurrounded by my good timing friendsI see I'll never make it on the outsideAnd I'm thinkin bout how I'm gonna break back inDaylight found me sleepin in my carOn the other side of her streetAnd the grass that used to be my front yardHad never before looked so greenAnd I'm tempted to break for the front doorBut I'm sure she'd sic the dogs on meCause it looks like she's got a new inmateCause there's a pickup in the drive I've never seenI'm thinkin about how I'm gonna break back in
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