The Hostage

Judy Collins

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Tom:
Dm G Dm I'm a guard in the grey iron prison, at least I was 'till now
G Bb Dm It was never a picnic social, never a day
G Dm They never come in laughing and you know they never taught them how
G Bb Dm It was damn hard work, and you wouldn't believe the pay [Verse 2]
G Dm It was early in the morning, lord, I wasn't but half awake
G Bb Dm When the cons went nuts, and took us by surprise
G Dm I never was one for shaking, but I found it hard to stand
G Bb Dm With a six-inch blade held right before my eyes [Verse 3]
G Dm We could hear a siren blowing, somebody yelled in pain
G Bb Dm Then it got so quiet, you could hear a bird walk by
G Dm They all had masks on their faces, and they spoke with a voice of Cain
G Bb Dm "If they come in shooting, then you know you're bound to die" [Verse 4]
G Dm I turned to a buddy named Willie, I said "Willie, it'll be all right
G Bb Dm If they meant to kill us we'd be half way down to Hell See, they high-jacked a plane in the desert
G Dm And the government screamed and cried
G Bb Dm But to save some lives, they opened up a prison cell" [Verse 5]
G Dm So the days kept coming and going, tension was getting high
G Bb Dm But I wasn't too worried, I figured I knew the score
G Dm I knew they were talking to someone, I knew they were willing to try
G Bb Dm So I figured my freedom was a matter of a day or two more [Verse 6]
G Dm But, Jesus, early this morning, the whirlybird dropped the gas
G Bb Dm It made me puke and it brought me to my knees
G Dm The bullets came like hailstones, I heard the first ones pass
G Bb Dm Then they cut down Willie, and they got Jim Kelly and me [Verse 7]
G Dm They come in yelling curses, like they were crossing the River Rhine
G Bb Dm Shot down every goddamned thing they saw
G Dm And while I lay there wounded, I took another one in my spine
G Bb Dm Poor Jim Kelly took another one in his jaw [Verse 8]
G Dm They say we had our throats cut by a band of desperate men
G Bb Dm Say they saved as many of us as they could
G Dm Well, the governor he should know it, but I think I'll say it again
G Bb Dm That the governor cut my throat and he cut it good [Verse 9]
G Dm Let them take the governor, hold him for a couple of days
G Bb Dm See who goes in shooting to set him free
G Dm Hell, they'd open every jail in the country, they'd send them on their way
G Bb Dm They'd never do to him what the governor done to me
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