One day, the strain I've never felt like this before Our lives, capsize I've never been before my God Why must you kneel for me? I write for sight One
even; I reached for my pistols, but alas, I was mistaken; My pistols had been fired, and a prisoner I was taken. (Chorus) They put me in the jail without
One day, the strain I've never felt like this before Our lives capsized, one man will give back Be clm my love Why don't you kneel for me? I write for
Käännös: Alas. Vankila.
: One day, the strain I've never felt like this before Our lives capsized, one man will give back Be clm my love Why don't you kneel for me? I write
whiskey in the jar. When I was awakened between six and seven The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even I flew for me pistols but alas I
Cuz others wanna hate on the fat Jamaic' cash Everything they've tried to achieve has even crashed They're left walkin' up and down road lookin' brassed Alas