Graham William Nash (OBE) (born 2 February 1942) is an English singer-songwriter known primarily for his light tenor vocals and songwriting contributions in pop group The Hollies and folk-rock bands Crosby, Stills & Nash and Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. He also formed a duo with David Crosby, Crosby & Nash.
Nash was born in Blackpool, England, during World War II. His mother was evacuated from the Nashes' hometown of Salford (now in Greater Manchester ), where Graham grew up.
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Date: Sat, 03 Jan 1998 15:04:31 +0100 From: Peter Eybert Subject: CRD: Prison Song by Graham Nash
Prison Song
written and performed by Graham Nash from "Wild Tales", 1973 transcribed by Peter Eybert
[Capo 3]
Am One day a friend took me aside Dm and said, "I have to leave you. Am For buying something from a friend EmE7 They say I have done wrong. Am For protecting the name of a man Dm7 they say I'll have to leave you. AmEmDm7Am So now I'm bidding you farewell for much too long.
AmDm7 And here's a song to sing for every man inside. AmEmE7 If he can hear you sing it's an open door. AmDm7 There's not a rich man there who couldn't pay his way AmEmDm7Am and buy the freedom, that's a high price for the poor.
Am(9) Dm7(6) Am(9) EmE7 Kids in Texas, smoking grass, ten year sentence, comes to pass. Am(9) Dm7(6) Am(9) EmE7 Misdemeanor in Ann Arbor, ask the judges why?
Am Another friend said to her kids Dm I'm gonna have to leave you Am For selling something to the man EmE7 I guess I did wrong. Am And although I did the best I could Dm7 I'm gonna have to leave you. AmEmDm7Am So now I'm kissing you farewell for much too long.
AmDm7 And here's a song to sing for every man inside. AmEmE7 If he can hear you sing it's an open door. AmDm7 There's not a rich man there who couldn't pay his way AmEmDm7Am7 and buy the freedom, that's a high price for the poor.