Deep inside this lonely prison where the pleasures are so few; Where the walls are strong and the days are long and there's nothin' new. I learned to play the guitar. I'm doin' the best I can. I guess things could be worse 'cause I made the prison band. I made the prison band.
Well there's ol' bashful Bill on the doghouse bass, Willie on the steel guitar. He hails from Pocatello and He drags a pretty mean bar. Back on the drums is two-time Tom, a rimshot tempo man. They call me their singin' Emcee 'cause I made the prison band. Yes I made the prison band.
I'd been plannin' a break since Christmas. I had the details all worked out. But now I know that I ain't gonna go and there ain't no doubt. I had my try-out Sunday and the outcome changed my plans. I gotta rehearse for the Friday night show 'cause I made the prison band. I made the prison band.
Well there's Ol' bashful Bill on the doghouse bass, Willie on the steel guitar. He hails from Pocatello and He drags a pretty mean bar. Back on the drums is two-time Tom, a rim shot tempo man. They call me their singin' Emcee 'cause I made the prison band. Yes I made the prison band.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
