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

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

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

Got a calendar on my wall

Marking days 'til I get the call

'Til it's time for me to go

Death Row