My Home Is A Prison

My home is a prison

And I'm living in a world of tears

My home is a prison

And I'm living in a world of tears

I been in misery

Since the judge gave me 99 years

I had a real pretty woman

Who said she'd love no one but me

I had a real pretty woman

Who said she'd love no one but me

But I caught my baby cheatin'

My home ain't where it used to be

I got bread and milk for breakfast

Milk and bread every supper time

Yes, bread and milk for breakfast

Milk and bread every supper time

And the food I got for dinner

Is a low down dirty crime

Yes, it's true I shot my baby, Lord have mercy

But I did it 'cause she did me wrong

Now the only thing I got

Is this lonesome jail that I call home