<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57267" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Walls Of Red Wing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the age of the inmates<br>I remember quite freely:<br>No younger than twelve,<br>No older n seventeen.<br>Thrown in like bandits<br>And cast off like criminals,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>From the dirty old mess hall<br>You march to the brick wall,<br>Too weary to talk<br>And too tired to sing.<br>Oh, its all afternoon<br>You remember your home town,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>Oh, the gates are cast iron<br>And the walls are barbed wire.<br>Stay far from the fence<br>With the lectricity sting.<br>And its keep down your head<br>And stay in your number,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>Oh, its fare thee well<br>To the deep hollow dungeon,<br>Farewell to the boardwalk<br>That takes you to the screen.<br>And farewell to the minutes<br>They threaten you with it,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>Its many a guard<br>That stands around smilin,<br>Holdin his club<br>Like he was a king.<br>Hopin to get you<br>Behind a wood pilin,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>The night aimed shadows<br>Through the crossbar windows,<br>And the wind punched hard<br>To make the wall-siding sing.<br>Its many a night I pretended to be a-sleepin,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>As the rain rattled heavy<br>On the bunk-house shingles,<br>And the sounds in the night,<br>They made my ears ring.<br>til the keys of the guards<br>Clicked the tune of the morning,<br>Inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.<br>Oh, some of usll end up<br>In st. cloud prison,<br>And some of usll wind up<br>To be lawyers and things,<br>And some of usll stand up<br>To meet you on your crossroads,<br>From inside the walls,<br>The walls of red wing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Dylan - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57267" data-title="Walls Of Red Wing" data-description="Oh, the age of the inmates I remember quite freely: No younger than twelve, No older n seventeen. Thrown in like bandits And cast off like criminals, Inside the walls, The walls of red wing. From the dirty old mess hall You march to the brick wall..."></div> </div> </div>

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