Death Row Blues Lyrics - Jericho Road - Eric Bibb

You might be a rich man, living high upon the hill, 

coming down to China town, just for a thrill. 

I might be a prisoner, waitin' on death row. 

No matter who you are, 

when your time has come, 

you gotta go. 

Feeling mighty lonesome, here behind these bars. 

Countin' of the days, countin' my scars. 

I can't tell the future, but this I know: 

When my countin' days are over, I got to go. 

When you came to the world, they gave yourself a spoon. 

I was born in a shotgun shed, on the last day of June. 

I'm about to leave this world, my friend, without much to show. 

But I'm so glad I got to sing my song, before I go. 

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You're gonna remember my song, when I go. 

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