The Boy Is Now Free

Once long ago, in no far away place

The judgment of children was never the same.

A girl gone away forever one day

The innocent cried yet they judged just the same.

She knew him from school in her little dirt town

His smile always bright and his eyes never down.

She asked for a ride on his bright red bike

To the water'n hole to cool that hot summer night.

They say, the next day, they found her dead

In the beautiful forest on the wet litter bed.

Her neck was broken, her face snow white

No one knows what happened that warm summer night.

The judgment fell on her young school mate

Tears welled in his eyes, horror covered his face.

He swore he left her on her last day

At the curve of the street on that late summer day.

He said he saw her go on with a stranger

But shrugged and peddled away.

Though the boy was heard, the judgment prevailed.

Justice to the innocent child had failed.

In her last way the boy would do same.

He was to be hung by the neck.

His final day had almost come, when a voice cried out against his death.

He lived and prayed and thanked above

For a second chance; for justice had won.

Yet until this day others would whisper

That he was the little girl's killer.

The girl rests in peace, the boy is now free.

And for forty more years they would always say

A rose would appear on the little girl's grave.

Did someone repent from their evil sin?

Upon their merciless murder of a child name Lynn?

And to the day the boy died, in a ripe old age,

He smiled at the thought that he'd find her someday.

His friend would be waiting for him in some wonderful place

So they may live forever.

The girl rests in peace, the boy is now free.

They play in the forest forever.

The girl rests in peace, the boy is now free.

They play in the forest forever.

They play in the forest forever.