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Wayne Carlson is a Canadian who has escaped from more prisons in North America than anyone in modern times.
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Vocals and acoustic guitar
Peter’s music is folk-rock with an occasional alt. country twist. His music takes you on a journey through vivid images of everyday life. His strength is storytelling and an ability to draw the listener into his songs. To hear Peter's songs click on MUSIC link above. Visit www.petermandic.com to hear a demo version "Razor Wire" which will be featured on CBC's The Fifth Estate on March 8th., 2006. The documentary is about Wayne Carlson who is the subject of "Carlson" on his CD.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #1,044
Peak in subgenre #52
Author
Peter Mandic
Rights
Peter Mandic (SOCAN 2004)
Uploaded
September 02, 2004
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I became friends with Wayne during the 2004 Roots on the Rails music festival that went from Toronto to Vancouver. I read his book and wrote this song after arriving at my sister's place on Vancouver Island.
Lyrics
Carlson © Peter Mandic He ran home through the wheat fields Saw his old man Countin’ dead chickens With a shotgun in his hand Better bring that dog around This is judgment day I’m the judge, there is no jury He blew my dog away It all changed It all changed It all changed, that day Stole a car to run away Cops brought him back Judge looked at his young face Eleven months will get you back on track But he didn’t like small spaces And he didn’t like the rules All the guards had his daddy’s face Showed them they were fools It all changed It all changed It all changed, that day By daybreak he was running Through the woods and streams Didn’t think ‘bout what they do When they brought him back again Thirteen times he showed them Their walls were not too high Thirteen times they told him Running was a waste of time It all changed It all changed It all changed, that day Two years short of sixty Now a free man Not a drop of prison ink To blemish his new tan Freedom’s is another world Pain helped him choose Walked through those prison gates In a pair of loose shoes It all changed It all changed It all changed, that day
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