Phone Call from Leavenworth
Chris Whitley
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They hold me here much longer Probably go mad all by myself Now I really need somebody Said I really need somebody's help Why does a man up in the judgment chair Got his ass and God's right arm in some double pair, alright Walkin' a frozen line A western winter be hail and rain Way back in New York this mornin' There ain't no one there who ever gonna remember my name Now when the sun comes up Mama you should know That now I just don't care no more, alright Three o'clock this morning When I thought I saw Jesus coming down He came through the concrete baby He came through them walls without no sound Now I mean concrete walls that ain't no clay I closed my eyes and he slipped away - alright They look at you sideways They call no man by his Christian name All you got is your backbone to lean on You can expect no help from your brain Now when a man wants reason He best be willin' to pay I'm down in Leavenworth prison now I do not count no days
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Written by: CHRIS WHITLEY
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