Prison Grove — Warren Zevon

An icy wind burns and scars Rushes in like a fallen star Through the narrow space Between these bars Looking down on Prison Grove

Dug in, hunkered down Hours race without a sound Gonna carry me to where I'm bound Looking down on Prison Grove

Iron will hard as rock Hold me up for the fateful knock When they walk me down in a mortal lock Out on Prison Grove

Shine on all these broken lives Shine on Shine the light on me

Knick Knack Paddy Wack They say you'll hear your own bones crack When they bend you back to bible black Then you'll find your love

Some folks have to die too hard Some folks have to cry too hard Take one last look at the prison yard Goodbye Prison Grove

Shine on all these broken lives Shine on Shine the light on me