The warden led a prisoner
Down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest
I heard him tell the warden
Just before he reached my cell
Let my guitar playing friend do my request
Let him sing me back home
With the songs I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Let him sing me back home before I die
I recall last Sunday morning
choir came off the street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
I heard him tell the singers
There's a song my mamma sang
Could I hear it once before you move along
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