Thanksgiving Lyrics - Mary Gauthier

We stood in a long line waitin' for the door be unlocked 

Out in the cold wind,? round the razor wire fenced in cell block 

Young mamas with babies, sisters and other kinds of kin 

At Tallulah State Prison on Thanksgiving Day 

We? re waiting to get in 

You gotta get here early 

It don? t matter how many miles you drove 

They make you wait for hours, jailers always move slow 

They run names, check numbers 

Gravel faced guards they don? t smile 

Grammy and me in line, silently waitin' single file 

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Thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by families 

Road weary pilgrims who show up faithfully 

Sometimes love ain? t easy, sometimes love ain? t free 

My Grammy looks so old now 

Her hair is soft and white like the snow 

And her hands tremble 

When they frisk her from her head to her toes 

They make her take her winter coat off 

Then they frisk her again 

When they? re done she wipes their touch off her dress 

Stands tall and heads in 

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It's thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by families 

Road weary pilgrims who show up faithfully 

Even though it ain? t easy, even though it ain? t free 

Sometimes love ain? t easy, I guess love ain? t free