Evening Shade - Remastered

My chain of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter
 Something badly needed to lighten 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 'til 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
 Teach you love and keep you off the streets
 And all the kids that live there are said to be a problem
 Juvenile delinquents, so to speak
 But understanding isn't learned from punishment and anger
 An iron hand has no gentle touch and love ain't learned from hate
 The reason we were there 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 it's all over and the sun is going down
 There's no evening shade because we burned it to the ground
 Evening shade was burning just like the hell it was