David Allan Coe - Prisoners song

^CWell if I had, the wings of an ^Fangel Over these ^Cprison walls, I would ^Dfly Yes I?d ^Cfly to the arms of my ^Fdarlin? And ^Cthere, I?d be ^Dwilling to ^Cdie.

And ^CI wish I had someone to ^Flove me ^CSomeone to call me their ^Gown And ^CI wish I had someone to ^Flive with Cause I?m ^Cso tired, ^Gof livin? ^Calone.

^CPlease me tonight, in the ^Fmoonlight ^CPlease me tonight, all ^Galone For ^CI have a sad story to ^Ftell you It?s a ^Cstory, ^Gthat?s never been ^Ctold.

^CAnd I guess I?m gonna be carried to the new jail tom^Forrow And ^Cthat means I?ll be leavin? my poor darlin? ^Galone ^CWith those old cold prison bars all a^Fround me ^CAnd I?m gonna lay there ^Glookin? like ^Chell on the cold stone.^D

^DYou know I had a big ol? grand ship out on the ^Gocean Why it ^Dwas all mounded with silver and gold^{A D}There?s nothin? for my poor darlin? to suffer^{G D}That old ship, will be ^Aangry and ^Dsold.

^DAnd if I had, the wings of an ^Gangel Over ^Dthese prison walls, I would ^Afly And I?d ^Dfly to the arms of my ^Gdarlin? And ^Dthere, I?d be ^Awilling to ^Ddie.

Well if ^DI had, the wings of an ^Gangel Over ^Dthose prison walls, I would ^Afly Yes I?d ^Dfly to the arms of my ^Gdarlin? And ^Dthere, I?d be ^Awilling to ^Ddie.