God’s On The Row

Make way

God’s coming through

A kid

Sixteen

A killer

On the row

Youngest ever

Stabbed a girl

A beautiful

Beautiful girl

A life stolen

A life departed

A family broken hearted

Heartbeat city

Jefferson City

Heart of Missouri

Courtroom packed

Lawyers dismissed

Guilty he said.

Boy to judge

I confess

Death for me

Ok

The row you go

Youngest ever

Jingle jangle

Jailers keys a dangling

Decent man

Good man

They all ought to die

Except the kid

Not the kid

Won’t talk to you

To nobody

All day on his knees

Praying to God

All day and all night

Death and forgiveness

Forgiveness and death

Knees are worn

To the lord he begs

Let me die he says

Won’t appeal

He has repented

For all the hearts he dented

God listens

The row was full

And the killing began

Governor wants gas

Legislature said no

Lethal injection is the go

One by one

All put to sleep

Slaughtered like sheep

Each and every one

Except the kid

Big court said no

Kid won’t die

Kid was high

Mad not bad

Forty years on, he walks the prison halls

Still alive

A life to contemplate

The life he sent to God’s good gate

Make way

God’s on The Row