Angola's Lament

Angola ain't no place to be
 It's for the lost that once were free
 Fields of fear stretch far and wide
 And the razor wire goes to the sky
 I make my rounds through the fields all day
 While the prisoners work their sins away
 Shotgun perched upon my leg
 On a 16 hand tall thorough bred
 They sing ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 The devil holds the key
 There ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 But to get down on your knees
 Desperation in a troubled man
 Spreads like poison in this land
 I've seen it all from this saddle, son
 Yeah, God rest your soul if you try to run
 Oh now ash to ash and dust to dust
 You're here because your dreams went bust
 Best put that pick axe in the ground
 Keep on moanin' that lonesome sound
 There ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 The devil holds the key
 There ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 But to get down on your knees
 When the calm wind blew through that ol' screen door
 You didn't hear their screams no more
 Blood on the walls and across the floor
 Lord, what did ya do?
 You drug 'em out to that old oak tree
 Dug a hole 'neath the tire swing
 Wiped a tear, threw in the ring
 And a sawed off shotgun too
 You let 'em down in the cold hard ground
 Side by side the way you found 'em
 Fallin' rain didn't make a sound
 And that's when you knew
 There ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 The devil holds the key
 There ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 Ain't no way to mend a broken heart
 But to get down on your knees