Half An Hour A Week

Half an hour a week is such a short time
for her to let him know that she’s been true.
Half an hour a week is such a short time
for him to say “I’m still in love with you”.
Making love between the bars just doesn’t satisfy
the need for love you’re feeling inside…

Come on baby, we’re going to see your daddy
we’re going to hold your daddy’s hand.
Come on baby, we’re going to see your daddy
and I’m glad you don’t understand.

Sittting in your cell you get so lonely
crazy thoughts keep running through your head.
You think of son brought up by a mother only
and you think about the man who laid down dead.
Now the penalty you pay, but your fingers start to stray
when you think of all the lonely nights ahead…

Come on baby, we’re going to see your daddy
we’re going to hold your daddy’s hand.
Come on baby, we’re going to see your daddy
and I’m glad you don’t understand.

Son I can be a father to you!
Son I can be a father to you!
Son I can be a father to you!

Oh No!

Inside nothing ever changes
while outside a boy becomes a man,
and when you’re low and think you just can’t make it
this thought will keep you going so you can.
‘Cause on that freedom day, when your hair is going grey
there’ll be a grown up man there waiting for his dad…

Come on baby, we’re going to see your daddy
we’re going to hold your daddy’s hand.
Come on baby, we’re going to see your daddy
and I’m glad you don’t understand.
I’m glad you don’t understand…
Yes I’m glad you don’t understand!

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