John Sinclair - John Lennon

It ain’t fair, John Sinclair

In the stir for breathing air

Won’t you care for John Sinclair

In the stir for breathing air

Let him be

Set him free

Let him be like you and me

They gave him ten for two

What else can the judges do

You got to, got to

Got to set him free

If he had been a soldier man

Shooting gooks in Vietnam

If he was the CIA

Selling dope and making hay

He’d be free

They’d let him be

Breathing air like you and me

Back home

They gave him ten for two

What else can the judges do

Got to, got to

Got to set him free

Free

They gave him ten for two

They got Lee Otis too

They got to, got to

Got to set him free

Was he jailed for what he’d done

Representing everyone

Free John now if we can

From the clutches of the man

Let him be

Lift the lid

Bring him to his wife and kids

They gave him ten for two

What more can the bastards do

You got to, got to…

Got to set him free