elioslibri

He call'd me crown

A long time has passed by, I rem you as a friend of mine,
It was summer, the sun was hot, that's all in that snapshot,
Summer and long hair, along the river was the fair,
The fair where I killed A balmed man, I'm sure you rem when.

He call'd me crown, just fo' my skin, you see, it's brown,
He call'd me crown, jusr fo' my skin, you see, it's brown,
He pull'd out his own gun, I saw it was not fun,
I pull'd out mine, now he's dead, 'n I am fine.

But the walking from my prison cell, everytime the ring bells,
They call us in, they call us out, and they walk us about,
Till the day, dead man walking, the Chair is no longer working,
By an automatic injection now on the way,
They'll take our soul from your body away.

By elioslibri