Somebodys Husband Somebodys Son

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Out on the freight lines there's an old hobo camp
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Where a drunk man lay sleeping, a ragged old tramp
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And the lines in his face mark a life on the run
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Is he somebody's husband, somebody's son?

[Verse 2]
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Every week the newspaper tells a story of rage
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Where the victims lay scatterd all across the front page
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And there's allways some loner on a spree with a gun
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Is he somebody's husband, somebody's son

[Chorus]
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From the death rows of prison to the soup kitchen door
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Each soul is an equal in the eyes of the lord
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Though hatred sonsumes them, once they were loved
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They where somebody's husband, somebody's son

[Verse 3]
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So out on your journy down the highway of life
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Cherish your mother, crave the love of your wife
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And forget not the outcast and the homeless were once
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somebody's husband, somebody's son

[Chorus]
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From the death rows of prison to the soup kitchen door
                                         A
Each soul is an equal in the eyes of the lord
D                            G              D
Though hatred sonsumes them, once they were loved
D                              A          D
They where somebody's husband, somebody's son