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
And what else can the judges do?
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to 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
Back home

They gave him ten for two
What else can the judges do?
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to set him free

They gave him ten for two
They got old lee otis too
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to set him free

Was he jailed for what he done?
Or represeting 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
Alright

They gave him ten for two
What else can the bastards do?
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to
Got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to set him free
Free!