Oh, the warden led a prisoner
down the hallway to his doom
And I stood up to say goodbye
When I heard him ask the warden
if they'd let me sing a song
before he meets his death?
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the year
Send me back home before I die
You know, I remember we were playing cards for cigarettes that day when
the guard came in and said that some people wanted to sing for us.
So we picked up our blanket
and we put them in our cells
and one of them had a guitar in his hand
Well when they got through
How will I get it in there to you?
And I said, just hold it up to the bars.
I'll stick my hands through the bars.
I'd like to do some songs
And later, when I was on death row,
one of the convicts in El
and it kind of reminded me of that day.
I recall last Sunday morning
when a choir from off the street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him, I asked the singer,
Could I play your guitar please?
And then I heard Merle Haggard
Make my old memories come alive
Sing me back home before I go
Send me back home, before I go