Chet Atkins - Prisoners song

Oh! I w^Cish I had someone to ^Flove me, ^G7Someone to call me their o^Cwn. Oh! I wish I had someone to ^Flive with, Cause I'm ^Gtired of livin' al^Cone.

I'll be c^Carried to the new jail to^Fmorrow, Leaving ^G7my poor darling al^Cone With cold prison bars all a^Fround me And my h^G7ead on a pillow of ^Cstone.

Now I ^Chave a grand ship on the ^Focean All m^G7ounted with silver and g^Cold And before my poor darling would^F suffer Oh! that s^G7hip would be anchored and s^Cold

Now if ^CI had wings like an ^Fangel Over th^G7ese prison walls I would f^Cly And I'd fly to the arms of my poor ^Fdarlin' And th^G7ere I'd be willing to ^Cdie