Woorden: Merle Haggard. I Made the Prison Band.

Deep inside this lonely prison
Where the pleasures are so few
Where the walls are strong and the days are long
And there's nothin' new

I learned to play the guitar
And I'm doin' the best I can
I guess I could be worse
'Cause I made the prison band
I made the prison band

Now there's ol' bashful Bill on the doghouse base
Willie on the steel guitar
He hails from Pocatello
And he drags a pretty mean bar

And back on the drums there's two-time Tom
A rim shot tempo man
The boys call me their singin' emcee
'Cause I made the prison band
I made the prison band

I'd been plannin' a break since Christmas
I had the details all worked out
But now I know that I ain't gonna go
And there's no doubt

I had my try-out Sunday
And the outcome changed my plans
I gotta rehearse for the Friday night show
'Cause I made the prison band
I made the prison band

Aah, aah there's ol' bashful Bill on the doghouse base
Willie on the steel guitar
And he hails from Pocatello and
And he drags a pretty mean bar

And back on the drums is two-time Tom
A rim shot tempo man
The boys call me their singin' emcee
Since I made the prison band
I made the prison band