Virgil lyrics

I've got a wife and four grown children

I can't afford their education

I've been a prison guard for fourteen years

That ain't exactly a vacation

Since he's been here he's followed ev'ry rule and I

Told you my position

The law says he's got the right to go to school

We abide by the court's decision

I got a Winchester two forty three

I like that gun for deer

Upstate November and the air is free

Feels like hunting seasons here

He's the one to keep your eye on

He's a sneak yeah but he's quiet

He's a trouble maker if I ever seen one

Next thing ya know it's Attica

And we got a prison riot

There ain't no way that punk gets his degree

And hides behind the constitution

No way in hell that smart assed spic goes free

Not while I'm in this institution