My Home Is A Prison


My home is a prison, I'm living in a world of tears
My home is a prison, I'm living in a world of tears
I've been in misery, since the judge give me 99 years

I had a real pretty woman, said she didn't love no one but me
I had a real pretty woman, said she didn't love no one but me
But I caught my baby cheatin', my home ain't where it used to be

I got bread and milk for breakfast, milk and bread at supper time
I got bread and milk for breakfast, milk and bread at supper time
And the food I got for dinner, is a low down dirty crime

Yes I shot my baby, I did it because she treat me wrong
I shot my baby, did it because she treat me wrong
Now the only thing I have, this lonesome jail that I call home







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