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free (and on our own)

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Rosemarie says that there aint no justice
and I guess I agree
Rosemary is my older sister
what she tells me I believe

we wake up in another bus stop
where people get a bite to eat
the drivers says that we can walk around outside but
I stay and watch rosemary sleeping

and we're free and on our own
now we're free and on our own
it's not like what I thought it'd be

our mother's gone away to prison
all because of a box of weeds
Michael hid it in there with my toys
when he thought that I was sleeping

and we're never going back to that home on greene street
now we're on our way to Tennessee
Rosemarie can sing like a bird or an angel
you should hear the way she sings to me

and we're free and on our own
now we're free and on our own
it's not like what I thought it'd be

I'll be good, I'll be good
I'm lonely, but I'm not alone
I'll be good, I'll be good
until my mother comes home

Rosemarie says that there ain't no justice
just us, and I guess I agree
it's morning now and we're safe and away
from that awful evil place
and I don't know where we're going to be
but I love my sister Rosemarie

and we're free and on our own
now we're free and on our own
it's not like what I thought it'd be

Credits:

Jim Infantino: guitar, vocals
Jesse Flack: upright bass and vocals
Dan Cantor: drums and vocals
Dave Crossland: harmony vocals
Steve Sadler - lap steel
Sean Staples - mandolin

recorded and mixed by Ducky Carlisle, Ice Station Zebra