Walking down death row I sang for three men destined for the chair Walking down death row I sang of lives and loves in other years Walking down death row I sang of hopes that used to be Through the bars Into each separate cell I sang for one and two and three "If you'd only only stuck together You'd not be here If you could've loved each other's lives You'd not be sitting here And if only this you could believe You still might, you might still be reprieved"
Walking down death row I turned the corner and found to my surprise There were women there as well With babies in their arms before my eyes Walking down death row I tried once more to sing of hopes that used to be But the thought of that contraption down the hall Waiting for whole families One dozen, two, or three "If you'd only stuck together You'd not be here If you could've loved another's child as well as yours You'd not be sitting here And if only this you could believe You still might, you might still be reprieved"
Walking down death row I concentrated, singing to the young I sang of hopes that flickered still I tried to mouth their many separate tongues Walking down death row I sang of life and love that still might be Singing, singing down death row To each separate human cell One billion, two, or three "If we'd only stick together We'd not be here If we could learn to love each other's lives We'd not be sitting here And if only this you would believe We still might, we might still be reprieved"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
