He sits in a jail cell, nobody wants to visit him because he's done wrong.
He always said he will travel the world, the same old dance and song.
To many bad souls around him, lying and cheating is his game.
Voices in his head tell him to do the things he's done, a man without a name.
His little girl sits at home with no food to eat.
He spent whatever they had to try to make more, gambling their last dollars and was beat.
Now, she goes hungry, and he sits in a cell and mama well, she will have to work the streets.
To many dead ends, too many debts to pay.
Empty stomachs, head aches and frozen feet, maybe tomorrow will be a better day, maybe then she will feel better, maybe she will eat.
Her daddy and her mama fight when they are together.
The bills are long overdue, and their baby girl needs new shoes.
You would of thought back then that they would of lasted forever.
But, now with a little girl in their lives all they do is drink and then fight.
Nothing is good, so how do you make things right?
When they are all sleeping in separate places tonight.
There ain't any good in this family of three.
Somebody has to step in before he makes his plea.
The court would not be on his side, they would take away his pride.
This little girl should be loved and cared for.
Not by her daddy or her mama but from somebody who would love her more.
Being raised from abuse and neglect is what this little girl grew up in.
No true parenting, no love, just cold harsh words and a lot of smacks from him.
In this cruel world you can not win, its do or die and most of the times, you just want to cry.
It's do or die and most of the times, nobody is leaving without a sad goodbye.
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