The Prisoner's Song

The Prisoner's Song - Vernon Dalhart

Written by：Traditional

Oh I wish I had some one to love me

Some one to call me their own

Oh I wish I had some one to live with

'Cause I'm tired of livin' a lone

Oh please meet me to night in the moon light

Please meet me to night all a lone

For I have a sad story to tell you

It's a story that's never been told

I'll be carried to the new jail tomorrow

Leaving my poor darling all alone

With the cold prison bars all around me

And my head on a pillow of stone

Now I have a grand ship on the ocean

All mounted with silver and gold

And before my poor darlin' would suffer

Oh that ship would be an chored and sold

Now if I had wings like an angel

Over these prison walls I would fly

And I'd fly to the arms of my poor darlin'

And there I'd be willing to die