Don Walker barlow and chambers

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Chambers said to Barlow in their last night on death row
Come on brother, take my hand and don't you cry
We are in a foreign land and it's time to die
Come light we'll walk the hall, we'll stand and we will fall
We'll hang like broken dolls and it will be done
I can hear your mother call and it's long way home

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