TAKE ME BACK TO CELL 13



Oh, my life was so peaceful at San Quentin
And I long to be back at Leavenworth
There's no place that has a thing on Alcatraz
There's not a more quiet spot on earth

On the day the parole board gave me freedom,
They all sure played a dirty trick on me
'Cause I'll risk my life returning to my wife
I'd rather they'd throw away the key

Take me back, take me back to Cell 13
Where my cares were so few and far between
Little did I ever think I'd be homesick for the clink
Take me back, take me back to Cell 13

I was in for a term at old Atlanta
I went up for a stretch at Joliet
Back home in the pen we're all forgotten men
But we don't have to pay for what we get

We don't care if we never earn a living
'Cause in good times or bad we always eat
There's no worldly care nor income taxes there
And no bill collectors will you meet

Take me back, take me back to Cell 13
Let me gaze on the old familiar scene
This old world gives me a pain
Give me back my ball and chain
Take me back, take me back to Cell 13


(Transcribed/Contributed by Lee Sartain - June 2006)