People if I had the wings of an angel, Over these prison walls I would fly. I'll fly back to the arms of my darling, People in there I will stay till I die. Lost my wife, lost my job, dear old mother, People to just sit is me, here I'd to stay, If it's cold and lonesome in this prison, Oh my lord, I must broken, I must pay. I am lost like a ship out on the ocean, People I'm lost with my crew in a gale, I went drunk and I shot my best buddy, Man I must spend my life in this jail. If I had the wings of an angel, Over these prison walls I would fly. I'll fly back to the arms of my darling, And people in there I will stay till I die. Guitar! I am lost like a ship out on the ocean, People I'm lost with my crew in a gale, I went drunk, lord I shot my best buddy, Man I must spend my life in this jail.