Dm G Dm I'm a guard in the grey iron prison, at least I was 'till nowG Bb Dm It was never a picnic social, never a dayG Dm They never come in laughing and you know they never taught them howG 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 awakeG Bb Dm When the cons went nuts, and took us by surpriseG Dm I never was one for shaking, but I found it hard to standG 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 painG Bb Dm Then it got so quiet, you could hear a bird walk byG Dm They all had masks on their faces, and they spoke with a voice of CainG 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 rightG Bb Dm If they meant to kill us we'd be half way down to Hell See, they high-jacked a plane in the desertG Dm And the government screamed and criedG 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 highG Bb Dm But I wasn't too worried, I figured I knew the scoreG Dm I knew they were talking to someone, I knew they were willing to tryG 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 gasG Bb Dm It made me puke and it brought me to my kneesG Dm The bullets came like hailstones, I heard the first ones passG 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 RhineG Bb Dm Shot down every goddamned thing they sawG Dm And while I lay there wounded, I took another one in my spineG 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 menG Bb Dm Say they saved as many of us as they couldG Dm Well, the governor he should know it, but I think I'll say it againG 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 daysG Bb Dm See who goes in shooting to set him freeG Dm Hell, they'd open every jail in the country, they'd send them on their wayG Bb Dm They'd never do to him what the governor done to me
The Hostage
Judy Collins
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