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My train of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter 
Something badly needed to brighten up the chores 
Seemed old Mrs. Bailey had accidentally fell 
In the water being used to scrub the floors 
Now Mrs. Bailey was the meanest matron at the home 
She believed in lots of work with little play 
And we laughed till we bent double 
Though we knew we'd get in trouble 
But trouble's all we had at evening shade 
Now evening shade was where they claim to teach you understanding 
To teach you love and keep you off the streets 
And all the kids that live here are said to be a problem 
Juvenile delinquents so to speak 

But understanding isn't learned from punishment and anger 
An iron has no gentle touch and love ain't learned from hate 
The reason we were here is 'cause we had no one who cared 
But they cared even less at evening shade 

Little Susan Bradley, one night had wet her bed 
Mrs. Bailey took the razor strap and beat her half to death 
And I knew that something must be done to put an end to this 
And so I started talking plans with the older kids 

Plans were that Joe Johnson would steal the kerosene 
And I would get some matches when nobody seen 
Beckie Adams would make sure the kids were all outside 
Billy Watson would look out for the evil eye 

Now Mrs. Bailey took a nap at three o'clock each day 
We knew that she'd be a'sleeping as the plans got underway 
Now that its all over and the sun is going down 
There's no evening shade 'cause we burned it to the ground

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