You got to promise me son you won't forget.
'I promise'
Good now run along tell you mom I love her.
I seen them I coming down my driveway.
I knew there was gonna be a fight.
It's alright son just go.
'And that the last memory of my father.'
My mother shielded me from what happen to him.
They hanged him for taking a side.
Defending those who he believed earned there rights.
He was a lawyer, that did a good of a job and prejudice of the time were just a little to high.
He got off a innocent man, and that night he died.
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