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      {Chorus}:   They gave him ten for two   What else can the judges do   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   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      {Chorus}      They gave him ten for two   They got Ali Otis too   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta set him free      Was he jailed for what he done   Or representing 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      They gave him ten for two   What else can the bastards do   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta   Gotta set him free