调:C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Csus2
Csus4
Cm
Csus2
Cm
Csus4
Cm
F
Fm
Walking down death row,
Gm
Cm
I sang of lives and loves in other years.
I sang of hopes that used to be.
Through the bars, into each separate cell,
Yes, I sang to one and two and three.
you'd not be sitting here!
Cm
Fm
"And if only this you could believe,
Gm
Cm
"You might still, you might still be reprieved."
Verse 2
I tried once more to sing of hopes
that used to be.
But the thought of that contraption,
down the hall,
Waiting for whole families,
one dozen, two or three,
you'd not be here!
Cm
Fm
"And if only this you could believe,
Gm
Cm
"You might still, you might still be reprieved."
Verse 3
Cm
Cm
Csus2
Cm
singing to the young.
I sang of life and love
that still might be.
Singing down death row,
To each separate human cell,
One billion, two, or three,
we'd not be here!
Eb
Gm
Cm
we still might be reprieved."
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