The warden said hed mail my letter
The chaplains waitin by the door
Tonight well cross the yard together
Then they cant hurt me anymore
I am going over yonder
Where no ghost can follow me
Theres another place beyond here
Where Ill be free I believe
Give my radio to johnson
Thibodeaux can have my fan
Send my Bible home to mama
Call her every now and then
I suppose I got it comin
I cant ever pay enough
All my rippin and a runnin
I hurt everyone I loved
The worldll turn around without me
The sunll come up in the east
Shinin down on all of them that hate me
I hope my goin brings em peace
