Tall and dark Cowboy boots
Played football in highschool Joined the guard A truly great soldier Kind and smart A wonderful father To two beautiful little daughters A good man, a working man, an honest man How could he lose his whole world And for what? Because it's the mother's demand And he could do so much better And that little girl would be so much happier Only four years old she calls him on the phone Crying, says she doesn't want to go home But a court room doesn't care about the facts Doesn't care that the mother is crazy They don't care that she had a gun to her head when her belly still had a baby Wasn't that a sin?
And where was the reprimand?
Did it not come because of the color of the father's skin