R.I.P.
Tortured you and tortured me.
The boy we all call Jimmie Lee.
A victim of his circumstance
He had the same disease as we.
Our covered eyes, averted gaze
The boy we all call Jimmie Lee.
A victim of his circumstance
He had the same disease as we.
Our covered eyes, averted gaze
Let his soul believe its faze.
Despite our loving watchful eye
Now he’s gone and now we cry.
Tortured you and tortured me
The boy we all call Jimmie Lee.
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