Sentenced

(альбом: Set In Stone - 2015)

And as I got off the train way down in New Orleans
I grabbed my hat, I put on my coat
Reached for my spliff, yeah
I had myself a little smoke, yeah

I was sentenced, living in detention
Sentenced, living in detention

And now I'm locked up in jail
I spend my days in a cold dark prison cell
I rest alone, I watch myself grow old
And I don't deserve this, I just want to go home

I was sentenced, living in detention
Sentenced, living in detention

I should have known when I shot the man dead
There would be a bounty, a bounty for my head, yeah
Well I don't care that that young mans dead
I'm just missing one thing, a good spliff to my head

I've been talking in my sleep
I've been waking in my dreams
I've been living in the past
My good old faith is dead

I was sentenced, living in detention
Sentenced, living in detention
I was sentenced, living in detention
Sentenced, living in detention