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Prison Wall Blues

Cannon's Jug Stompers
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Cannon's Jug Stompers


Now my head is hanging down
With these prison wall blues
The white mule (1) made me act a pop-eyed clown
Now I've got no time to lose
When they bring you through that gate
You wish you hadn't 'a done it but it's just too late
But you might as well laugh, good partner, when you fall
Now hollering won't get you from behind these walls

These prison wall blues
Keep rollin' 'cross my mind
I can't get a pardon
Looks like the governor wouldn't cut my time
I once was lost
But now I'm found
I'd have leaved this place running
But I'm scared of them flop-eared hounds (2)
These prison wall blues keep rollin' 'cross my mind

This is the first fence I ever saw
In my life that I can't climb
This fence will make a high yellow girl turn dark
It make a weak-eyed man go blind
When I leave these walls
I'll be running, dodging trees
See the bottom of my feet so many times
You'll think I'm on my knees
These prison wall blues keep rollin' 'cross my mind
(1) white mule: noto anche come 'white lightning', in gergo è riferito a un forte liquore distillato illegalmente in casa, soprattutto negli stati del Sud e nel Midwest. Vedi anche 'moonshine'.

(2) allude ai temibili segugi che riuscivano a ritrovare le tracce dei prigionieri fuggiti.



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