Johnny Cash - The prisoner song

^GNow if I had wings like an ^Cangel Over^D7 these prison walls I would ^Gfly And I'd fly to the arms of my ^Cdarling And ^D7there I'd be willing to ^Gdie

Now I wish I had someone to ^Clove me Some^D7one to call me their ^Gown Oh I wish I had someone to ^Clive with 'Cause ^D7I'm tired of living ^Galone

^GIn my mind I have a grand ship on ^Cthe ocean All ^D7mounted with silver and ^Ggold And before my poor darling would ^Csuffer That ^D7ship would be anchored and ^Gsold

^GI'll be carried to the new jail t^Comorrow Le^D7aving my poor darling all ^Galone With the cold prison bars all a^Cround me And ^D7my head on a pillow of ^Gstone

^GNow if I had wings like an ^Cangel Over^D7 these prison walls I would ^Gfly And I'd fly to the arms of my ^Cdarling And ^D7there I'd be willing to ^Gdie