Tom Robinson

Well, the woman said come into my room

I don't mean to be rude but like it matters

And the woman said what've you got to lose

It's what you were made to do and that's what matters

The daddy said I'm throwing my bones on you

So what if it is me and not you, 'cause like it matters

And the jury said we're throwing the book on you

Would've hung you but for the old fool that's what matters

Run, run Tom Robinson, Atticus can't save you now

Well, the woman said come into my room

I don't mean to be rude but like it matters

And the woman said do I offend you

It;s what you were made to do and that's what matters

Run, run Tome Robinson, run on