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P.O.W. Blues - Ian Noe
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P.O.W. Blues Ian Noe

P.O.W. Blues - Ian Noe
[Verse 1]
They bring our food in the morning
They throw it at our feet
You know it's foul and it's foreign
But a man's gotta eat

They take their time to tease us
Around and 'round they [go/crow?]
I keep pleading to Jesus
When will they let us go

[Verse 2]
Well I remember the sunshine
The way it hit my face
And I've been longing for sunshine
Since I've been in this place

Why it's as dark as a dungeon
The rats have cleaned the floor
They keep me up with their stirring
I can't take it no more

[Chorus]
So I close my eyes to roam
Just strolling over memories trying to catch a glimpse of home
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