E Well them four walls of Raiford, closing in on me. B A E Doin' three to five hard labor for armed robbery. E I had two years well behind me, but I could not wait the time B For everytime I thought about it, A E Lord I died some more inside. And I had stripes on my back, memories that hurt For the only time I seen sunshine is when I hit the dirt Digging ditches for the chain gang, sleeping in the cold Oh Lord please forgive me for I could not wait no more Припев: A And I'm coming home to see my Jesus. E Lord, it feels so close this time. B A E Please have mercy on a soldier from the Florida-Georgia line. A When they find me they must kill me. E B Oh Jesus save my soul. I can't go back down to Raiford. A E I can't take that anymore. Well these last few years behind me Oh Lord, have been so sad I fought proudly for my country when the times were bad Now they say I'm guilty, when they find me I must die Only me and Jesus know that I never stole a dime Well when Vietnam was over there was no work here for me I had a pretty wife awaiting and two kids I had to feed Well I'm one of America's heroes and when they shoot me down Won't fly old Glory proudly, put my medals in the ground Припев Подобрать аккорды без баррэ | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA ![]() E ![]() B ![]() |