People if I had the wings of an angel,
Over these prison walls I would fly.
I'll fly back to the arms of my darling,
People in there I will stay till I die.

Lost my wife, lost my job, dear old mother,
People to just sit is me, here I'd to stay,
If it's cold and lonesome in this prison,
Oh my lord, I must broken, I must pay.

I am lost like a ship out on the ocean,
People I'm lost with my crew in a gale,
I went drunk and I shot my best buddy,
Man I must spend my life in this jail.

If I had the wings of an angel,
Over these prison walls I would fly.
I'll fly back to the arms of my darling,
And people in there I will stay till I die. Guitar!

I am lost like a ship out on the ocean,
People I'm lost with my crew in a gale,
I went drunk, lord I shot my best buddy,
Man I must spend my life in this jail.