Angola, Louisiana

Well I'm feeling fine I could've been doing time Well, I'm doing fine, thank you But I could've been pulling time I know a brother man doing time And he didn't commit no crime So, thank you, I'm doing fine Cause I could've been pulling time I've been painting a picture of Angola, Louisiana Pictures of deals in back alleys where politicians often hide But it's much more important to me than Angola, Louisiana Got a lot to do with justice but more with Gary Tyler's life I got a letter from his mother (that) said "Please! Say somethin' to my son." Truth is: Angola, Louisiana, you're the one I ain't never been nowhere near Angola, Louisiana Down in St. Charles Parish where the sun won't go alone But injustice is not confined to Angola, Louisiana It can walk in your livin' room As long as it surrounds your home I send love to brother Tyler, but after all is said and done Truth is: Angola, Louisiana, you're the one I can't tell a man not to defend himself Not at this late stage I can't tell a man he got no rights, nowhere Not in this day and age This song may not touch a whole lot of people Persuaded by the truth But take a look at what's goin' on, people Cause this all could happen to you I've been painting a picture of Angola, Louisiana Down in St. Charles Parish, where the sun won't go alone But injustice is not confined to Angola, Louisiana Well, it can be in your living room Brother Tyler, hold on, be strong, you're not alone! I got a letter from his mother that said "Please, say something to my son!" Truth is: Angola, Louisiana, you're the one