“Four Walls Of Raiford”
Well, them four walls of Raiford, closing in on me
Doin’ three to five hard labor, for armed robbery
I had two years behind me, but I could not wait the time
Every time I thought about it, well, I died some more inside
And I had stripes on my back, memories that hurt
For the only time I seen sunshine is when I went to work
Diggin’ ditches for the chain gang, sleepin’ in the cold
Oh, Lord, please forgive me for I could not wait parole
And I’m comin’ home to see you, Jesus
Well, it feels so close this time
Please take mercy on a soldier
From the Florida-Georgia line
When they find me they must kill me
Oh, Jesus, save my soul
I can’t go back down to Raiford
I can’t take that anymore
Well, these last few years behind me
Oh, Lord, have been so sad
I fought proudly for my country
When the times were bad
Now they say I’m guilty,
When they find me I must die
Only me and Jesus know
That I never stole a dime
Well, when Vietnam was over
There was no work here for me
I had a pretty wife awaiting
And two kids I had to feed
Well, I’m one of America’s heroes
And when they shoot me down
Won’t you fly old Glory proudly,
Put my medals in the ground
And I’m comin’ home to see you, Jesus
Well, it feels so close this time
Please take mercy on a soldier
From the Florida-Georgia line
When they find me they must kill me
Oh, Jesus, save my soul
I can’t go back down to Raiford
I can’t take that anymore