"Angrola" genre: Rock
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	A strong arrangement with a killer main riff & chorus that only show up twice in the song but at just the right points. Memorable guitar solos in the beginning and end tie it all together. Strong lyrics tell the story of a man who has lost his life in prison.
	MP3.com CD: 2-1/2 Years Late - buy it! CD: 2-1/2 Years Late   Label: Spoked Music Credits: Words by Bryan McDonald; Music by Tom Vann
	Story Behind the Song Bryan wrote this song after seeing a TV documentary on the prison Angola. Later he realized the name in his song was wrong, but it had a nice ring to it, so it stuck. After showing the lyrics to Tom, he put music to it on the spot - chorus and all. Lyrics I’ve been here thirty years. Can’t remember where I’m from. Like a ghost I walk these halls. Can’t forget what I’ve done. In a different world. I was a different man. In this world I hold on. The best I can. CHORUS: Still to this day. Angrola ain’t home. I can’t let it pass. Angrola ain’t home. I can still taste the fields. Where I belong. Angrola...It ain’t my home. And I pace this room. After all these years. And its taken a step from my stride. I’ve gone over it a million times. Thirty years of pain. It shouldn’t have happened. But she died just the same. CHORUS And I see now. It was all just a test. To suffer through this life. I gave it my best. In one drunkin’ night. A lifetime was shattered. The dreams I once had. Now none of it matters.

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