Oh! I wish I had someone to love me
Someone to call me their own
Oh! I wish I had someone to live with
‘Cause I’m tired of livin’ alone:
I’ll be carried to the new jail tomorrow
Leaving my poor darling alone
With the cold prison bars all around me,
And my head on a pillow of stone
Now if I had wings like an angel
Over these prison walls I would fly
And I’d fly to the arms of my poor darlin’
And there I’d be willing to die
Oh! Please meet me tonight in the moonlight
Please meet me tonight all alone
For I have a sad story to tell you
It’s a story that’s never been told.
Now I have a grand ship on the ocean
All mounted with silver and gold
And before my poor darlin’ would suffer
Oh! That ship would be anchored and sold
Massey, Guy, "Prisoner's Song" (1925). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1808.
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