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 give him number two

What else can the judges do

Gotta set him free



If he'd 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



They gave him ten for two

They got Ali Otis too

Gotta set him free



Was he jailed for what he done

Or representing everyone

Free John now, if we can

From the clutchs of the man

Let him be, lift the lid

Bring him to his wife and kids



They gave him ten for two

What else can the bastards do

Gotta set him free