At San Quentin lyrics

Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin'.

And let me be your champion: a hand to hold your pretty hand in.

Darlin' companion, now you know you'll never be abandoned.

Love will always light our landin': I can depend on you.

Oh, a little saucy mare like you should have a steed.

Oh, a little bridlin' down from you is what I need.

He turned the water into wine he turned the water into wine

In the little Cana town the word went all around that he turned the water into wine

Well he walked upon the Sea of Galilee he walked upon the Sea of Galilee
Shouted far and wide he calmed the raging tide and walked upon the Sea of Galilee

He turned the water into wine...

I don't know where I'm bound, I don't know where I'm bound,

whistles calling me away, leaving at the break of day,

and I don't know where I'm bound.

Can't stand bars, locks, or doors,

mean cops, insanity, and wars;

gotta find a place of peace,

until then, my traveling won't cease,

but I don't know where I'm bound.

There's gotta be a place for me,

There was a time on Earth when in the books of Heaven

That an Old Account was standin' for sins yet unforgiven

My name was at the top there was many things below

But I went unto the keeper and I settled it long ago

Long ago,yes long ago I said the Old Account was settled long ago

And my record's clear today 'cause he washed my sins away

And the Old Account was settled long ago

Well I'm tired and so weary but I must go along

Till the Lord comes and calls calls me away oh yes

Well the morning's so bright and the lamb is the light
And the night night is as black as the sea oh yes

(There will be peace in the valley for me some day)

There will be peace in the valley for me dear Lord I pray

(There'll be no sadness no sorrow no trouble I see)

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.

I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.

At my door the leaves are falling

A cold wild wind has come

Sweethearts walk by together

And I still miss someone

I go out on a party

And look for a little fun

But I find a darkened corner

because I still miss someone

Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes

I see them every where

I miss those arms that held me

When all the love was there

I wonder if she's sorry

Wanted man in California,

Wanted man in Buffalo

Wanted man in Kansas City,

Wanted man in Ohio

Wanted man in Mississippi,

Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,

Or Georgia by the sea

Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be

If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am

I remember when I was a lad,
times were hard and things were bad.
But there's a silver lining behind every cloud.
Just poor people, that's all we were.
Trying to make a living out of black land dirt.
We'd get together in a family circle singing loud.

Daddy sang bass,
Mama sang tenor.
Me and little brother would join right in there.
Singing seems to help a troubled soul.

Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel,

The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairly well.

I strolled along the sidewalk 'neath the sweet magnolia trees;

I was whistlin', pickin' flowers, swayin' in the southern breeze.

I found myself surrounded; one policeman said: "That's him.

Come along, wild flower child. Don't you know that it's two a.m."

Well they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,

Said: "Steve, you're way behind time,

"This is not 38, this is Ol' 97,

"Put her into Spencer on time."

Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman,

"Shovel on a little more coal.

"And when we cross that White Oak mountain,

"Watch Ol' '97 roll."

And then a telegram come from Washington station,

San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me

You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three

I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die

And long ago I stopped askin' why

San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.

You've cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru.

And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man;

Mister Congressman why can't you understand.

I hear the train a comin´
it´s rolling round the bend
and I ain´t seen the sunshine since I don´t know when,
I´m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin´ on
but that train keeps a rollin´ on down to San Anton..
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
always be a good boy, don´t ever play with guns.
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues

Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine

It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Little shoeshine boy never gets low down

But he's got the dirtiest job in town

Bendin' low at the peoples' feet

On the windy corner of the dirty street

i found him by the railroad track this mornin'
i could see that he was nearly dead
i nelt down beside him, and i listened
just to hear the words the dyin' fella said
he said they let me outa prison, out in frisco
for ten long years i paid for what i done
i was tryin to get back to lousiana
to see my rose, and get to know my son

give my love to rose, please wont ya mister?

Well you ask me if I'll forget my baby.

I guess I will, someday.

I don't like it but I guess things happen that way.

You ask me if I'll get along.
I guess I will, someway.

I don't like it but I guess things happen that way.

God gave me that girl to lean on,

then he put me on my own.

Heaven help me be a man

and have the strength to stand alone.

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine,
I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine,
I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,

We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.

I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around,

Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson,
Look out Jackson town.

Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and wreck your health.

Go play your hand you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself,

Ten years ago, on a cold dark night

Someone was killed, 'neath the town hall light

There were few at the scene, but they all agreed

That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me

The judge said son, what is your alibi

If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die

I spoke not a word, thou it meant my life

For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife

Chorus

Don’t call my name out your window, I’m leavin’ --
I won’t even turn my head.
Don’t sent your kinfolk to give me no talkin’ --
I’ll be gone, like I said.

You’d just say the same old things
That you be sayin’ all along,
Just lay there in your bed and keep your mouth shut,
Till I’m gone.

Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to ma and me,
Just this ole guitar and an empty bottle of booze.

Now I don't blame him 'cause he run and hid,
But the meanest thing that he ever did,
Was before he left he went and named me Sue.

Well, he musta thought that it was quite a joke,
An' it got a lot of laughs from lots a folks,