Prison Grove - Warren Zevon

An icy wind burns and scars

Rushes in like a fallen star

Through the narrow space between these bars

Looking down on prison grove

Dug in, hunkered down

Hours race without a sound

Gonna carry me to where I’m bound

Looking down on prison grove

Iron will hard as rock

Hold me up for the fateful knock

When they walk me down in a mortal lock

Out on prison grove

Shine on all these broken lives

Shine on, shine the light on me

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh (Hey)

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Knick knack paddy wack

They say, «You'll hear your own bones crack»

When they bend you back to Bible black

Then you’ll find your love

Some folks have to die too hard

Some folks have to cry too hard

Take one last look at the prison yard

Goodbye prison grove

Shine on all these broken lives

Shine on, shine the light on me

Hey

(Come on)

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(Come on)

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(Come on)

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(Hey)

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(Come on)

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(Hey)

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh