Sentenced - Stick Figure

And as I got off the train way down in New Orleans

I grabbed my hat, I put on my coat

Reached for my spliff, yeah

I had myself a little smoke, yeah

I was sentenced, living in detention

Sentenced, living in detention

And now I'm locked up in jail

I spend my days in a cold dark prison cell

I rest alone, I watch myself grow old

And I don't deserve this, I just want to go home

I was sentenced, living in detention

Sentenced, living in detention

I should have known when I shot the man dead

There would be a bounty, a bounty for my head, yeah

Well I don't care that that young mans dead

I'm just missing one thing, a good spliff to my head

I've been talking in my sleep

I've been waking in my dreams

I've been living in the past

My good old faith is dead

I was sentenced, living in detention

Sentenced, living in detention

I was sentenced, living in detention

Sentenced, living in detention