I Know Melvin Jackman

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I was rotting up in Attica
Paying off what I deserve
Just two more years and I'd be back outside
I learned to mind my manners
And I always said yes sir
With my head down I tried to kill my time
Was a Tuesday after lights out
I heard shackles in the yard
Fresh blood checking in to motel hell
Startled by the buzzer
They opened up my cell
Say hello to your new roommate he goes by Mel
His name was Melvin Jackman
He was a tall 300 pounds
He lumbered to my bunk and I felt sick
Finally he asked me
In what way I'd like to die
I said sir I'm not too picky just make it quick
Melvin looked right through me
Then he laughed out loud
Slapped me on the back and said well done
He fell fast to sleep
But I stayed awake all night
Praying up until that morning bell
Yeah I know Melvin Jackman
But I do not know his crimes
Maybe he's a killer or a thief
Many call him monster
But I just call him friend
At night I can hear him crying out for peace
Yeah at night I hear him crying out for peace
Now I am short of stature
I was never very strong
I always had to make my way by wits alone
But after Mel took to me
I must've got ten feet tall
The courtyard punks stood back and left me alone
Mel asked to see the warden
Whispered something in his ear
The warden said OK I'll get it done
And the guards brought in fresh linens
Lucky Strikes and Miller beer
Whoever Melvin was they were afraid
Yeah I know Melvin Jackman
But I do not know his crimes
Maybe he's a killer or a thief
Many call him monster
But I just call him friend
At night I can hear him crying out for peace
Yeah at night I hear him crying out for peace
One night while playing cards
I asked Mel what he'd done
To wind up in this prison we were in
He said it's complicated
I'd rather we stay friends
He laid his cards down on the table saying gin
The days kept rolling by
My time drew to an end
Mel said stay outta trouble outside's insane
I said I'd do my best
And the two of us shook hands
I headed back to Cleveland on the train
Yeah I know Melvin Jackman
But I do not know his crimes
Maybe he's a killer or a thief
Many call him monster
But I just call him friend
At night I can hear him crying out for peace
Yeah at night I hear him crying out for peace
Later that November
I was driving through New York
I should've stopped to see him back inside
But that prison gave me chills
I kept on driving by
Like to think he'd understand and let me slide
Pulled into the driveway
Thanksgiving '65
The front door flew wide open what a smell
Turkey and potatoes
Stuffing on the side
My mother said it's good to see you Mel
Yeah I know Melvin Jackman
But I do not know his crimes
Maybe he's a killer or a thief
Many call him monster
But I just call him friend
At night I can hear him crying out for peace
Yeah at night I hear him crying out for peace

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