M.P. Shaudd Poet Lyric

Walk Away Prison

He's without a cellmate
There's no guard with a gun
He's been here for years
But sentenced to none

To this place without bars
No windows or cells
May not sound bad to you 
But to him it was hell

This walk away prison
Where he goes every night
They'll give him last call
But should read him his rights

Cause he's lost all emotion
If the truth be told
Washed them away
With liquors of gold

As he sits on his stool 
Instead of a bunk
All the people in town
Call him a drunk

This walk away prison 
Where he goes every night
They'll give him last call
But should read him his rights

Now he's on death row
Not a friend all around
Except for the one
That he couldn't put down

Though the plea wasn't guilty 
And the verdicts not in
He can't appeal 
For all his sins

This walk away prison 
Where he came every night
They gave him last call
And read him his rights

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