Текст песни «Death Row»

Well, up here’s the window sitting way up high, I can’t look up enough to see the sky, There ain’t no good light here below. Death row, Death row. Don’t want no preacher man to come around, I don’t need him to lay my burden down, Already told Jesus everything I know. Death row, Death row. When it’s time for my last request, Tell my mama that I did my best, Tell my baby that I love her so. Death row, Death row, Death row, Death row. Got a calendar up on my wall Marking days till I get the call, Till it’s time for me to go. Death row, Death row.