I'm Just a Prisioner

Attention! The following inmates, when names are called

Will be transferred due to overcrowded conditions

What am I doing here?

I've been serving time for five long years

Got no trial in sight

This justice they all talk about just ain't right

Has everybody forgotten about me?

Will I ever, ever, ever be free?

I'm just a prisoner, oh Lord

Just a prisoner, just a prisoner

Just a prisoner, just a prisoner

Just a prisoner, just a prisoner

Just a prisoner, just a prisoner

I thought a man was innocent until he's proven guilty

Ain't been no jury to judge me

How long must I pay for the wrong I've done?

I'm a victim of circumstance, you see

Has everybody forgotten about me?

Will I ever, will I ever see my family

I'm just a prisoner, oh Lord

Just a prisoner, just a prisoner

I'm telling the truth

My wife and my kids

I know they miss me

The baby, she's five years old

And she don't even know

Who her daddy is, no

The cell is cold as hell

You can never get used to the smell

My bed is hard as wood

I gotta fight, fight, fight to keep my manhood

Seem like everybody, everbody, everybody, everybody forgotten about me?

Will I ever, ever, ever be free?

My cell is as cold as hell

You can never get used to the smell

My bed is hard as wood

I gotta fight, fight, fight to keep my manhood

Just a prisoner, Lord, just a prisoner, just a prisoner

Got to fight to keep my manhood

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord

Somebody hear me

Won't somebody help me

Why won't they take these chains off me

The cell is cold and the bed is hard as a rock

With electric locks that stays locked-up

I need my woman, need my woman, need my woman

Need her, need her, need her

Got to fight to keep my manhood, Lord

I been incarcerated for five long years

You hear me, you hear me?

I've been incarcerated for five long year

Waiting for my trail

Where is the judge

And the jury, Lord

Took my name and gave me a number

And now they talkin' 'bout, they talkin' 'bout

They talkin' 'bout it's, it's overcrowded

And they might have to transfer me

I'm from 25th [?] and I know what I'm talkin' about

A whole lot of prisoners, a whole lot of prisoners

And everybody, I want the world to hear me

And I want the Lord to listen to me

If I open my mouth, if I open my mouth

I'll be in solitary confinement, yeah

Eating bread and water, bread, bread and water

Talk too much, you talk too much

The brothers in the prison gonna kill me

Yell back, yell back, the guards in the prison gonna kill me

Oh, they got guns, .45's, machine-guns, and heavy artillery

Makin' license plates for cars and writing to lawyers