I have hooted at the big man, I've howled at the waning moon
I have stolen from the rich, but I gave it away too soon
Next to living, next to dying, I have no particular fears
I have made my father proud, and I've moved my mother to tears
Nowhere to go, and nothing for me when I get there
Carry me home, 15 Isolation Row
Hope is never lost, someday we'll do better
I'll be waiting still on 15 Isolation Row
I have heard the lies they tell you, I've seen my brother get slain
I believe what someone told me, no good man dies in vain
The mistake I made was simple, I fought injustice with a gun
May the Lord have mercy on my soul, I'll pay for what I have done

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