The Prisoner's Song (Live)

Oh, I wish I had someone to love me,

Someone to call me their own.

Oh, I wish I had someone to live with,

'Cause I'm tired of living alone.

Oh, meet me tonight in the moonlight,

Please meet me tonight all alone.

For I have a sad story to tell you,

It's a story that's never been told.

I'll be carried to the new jail tomorrow,

Leaving my poor darling alone.

With the cold prison bars all around me,

And my head on a pillow of stone.

Now I have a grand ship on the ocean,

All mounted with silver and gold.

And before my poor darling would suffer,

Oh, that ship would be anchored and sold.

Now, if I had the wings of an angel,

Over these prison walls I would fly.

And I'd fly to the arms of my darling,

And there I'd be willing to die.