| He said I’ve been locked up fourteen months a misdemeanor charges
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| I got clean in county jail, but the lonely is the hardest
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| As long as I’m on good behavior, they let me work the stables
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| I ‘ve never prayed a day in my life, but now I’m finally able
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| Sometimes you don’t know what you need until you get it
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| I didn’t know what to ask for, so I didn’t
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| I just brush on, and I feed on
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| And the holes in my arms started healing
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| OH, it’s like they knew what I was feeling
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| State gave me eighteen months
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| God gave me horses
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| He said it’s funny how here I thought I was taking care of them
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| They know my voice comes when I call, yeah these are my best friends
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| Haven’t seen my father in seven years to ashamed of what I was
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| When he visits me on Sundays now, he is proud to call me son
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| Sometimes you don’t know what you need until you get it
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| I didn’t know what to ask for, so I didn’t
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| I just brush on, and I feed on
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| And the holes in my arms started healing
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| OH, it’s like they knew what I was feeling
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| State gave me eighteen months
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| God gave me horses
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| I driven by a million times, but I stop today
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| I lean against that fence to clear my head
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| Then a stranger in his prison blues handed me the reins
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| Somehow, I felt freer when I let
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| Sometimes you don’t know what you need until you get it
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| I didn’t know what to ask for, so I didn’t
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| I just brush on, and I feed on
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| And the holes in my arms started healing
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| OH, it’s like they knew what I was feeling
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| State gave me eighteen months
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| God gave me horses |