LORETTA LYNN - WOMEN'S PRISON
album version - VAN LEAR ROSE
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[CHORDS]
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[INTRO]
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[VERSE 1]
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I'm in a women's prison with bars all around
E D A
I caught my darlin cheatin that's when I shot him down
A D A
I caught him in a honky-tonk with a girl I used to know
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The door to my cell is open wide and a voice cries out oh no
[VERSE 2]
A D A
The judge says I'm guilty my sentence is to die
E D A
I know I've been forgiven but the price of love is high
D A
As the crowd outside is screamin' let the murderer die
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But above all their voices I can hear my mama cry
A D A
I'm sittin' here on death row and Lord I've lost my mind
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For love I've killed my darlin and for love I'll lose my life
[VERSE 3]
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I can hear the warden coming from the clinging of his keys
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But when they come to get me he'll have to drag me off my knees
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The door to my cell swings open it's time for me to go
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The priest is reading my last rights he says dying's part of livin' ya know
Eb Bb
And there's a crowd outside screamin' let that murderer fry
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But above all their voices you can hear my mama cry
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Now they've strapped me in the chair and covered up my eyes
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And the last voice I hear on Earth is my mama's cry
[OUTRO]
Bb
Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
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I once was lost, but now am found, was blind but now I see
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