Burl Ives - The Prisoner's Song



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 ti-red of liv-in' 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 sto-ry to tell you 

It's a sto-ry that's nev-er been told 



I'll be car-ried to the new jail to-mor-row 

Leav-ing my poor dar-ling all a-lone 

With the cold pris-on bars all a-round me 

And my head on a pil-low of stone 



Now I have a grand ship on the o-cean 

All mount-ed with sil-ver and gold 

And be-fore my poor dar-lin' would suf-fer 

Oh! that ship would be an-chored and sold 



Now if I had wings like an an-gel 

O-ver these pri-son walls I would fly 

And I'd fly to the arms of my poor dar-lin' 

And there I'd be wil-ling to die