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Prison Bound

Social Distortion
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D-DU-UDU
 
 Well,  I'm goin' to a place where the tough  guys go
 and  come out even tougher.
 A  place where a man don't show his feelings,
 a  place where a man don't cry.
 Well,  they say I'm bein' punished
 and  they say I can be reformed
 but  some day I'll return.
 Did  they really think that  this time it'd work,
 you  knew all along it wouldn't.
 Oh,  I'm prison  bound
 I  did a crime one too many  times.
 It's  on the outskirts of town by the  railroad tracks
 where  the country  moon  shines.
 Oh, I'm prison bound
 tell my girl I'll be back one day.
 Oh, I'm prison bound
 I may never know any other way.
 Well, they've taken away my freedom of expression or action
 Johnny says I'll walk the line
 with three hots and a cot and a lot of talk
 with lock-up concrete and steel.
 Well, It's cold and It's clammy
 man it's colder than a pimp's heart
 but I gotta do my time.
 There's a lesson to be learned here but what a price to pay
 you know, I may never learn-

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Readable chord sheet for Prison Bound by Social Distortion

[G]   [D]   [E]   [C]

W[G]ell, I'm goin' to a place where the [D]tough guys go

a[E]nd come out even [D]tough[C]er.

A[G] place where a man don't show his f[D]eelings,

a[E] place where a man don't cry.[D]       [C]

W[G]ell, they say I'm bein' punished

a[D]nd they say I can be reformed

b[E]ut some day I'll r[D]etur[C]n.

D[G]id they really think th[D]at this time it'd work,

y[E]ou knew all along it w[D]ould[C]n't.

O[G]h, I'm pri[D]son bound

I[E] did a crime one too [D]many tim[C]es.

I[G]t's on the outskirts of town by the[D] railroad tracks

w[E]here the countr[D]y moon[C] shines.
Oh, I'm prison bound
tell my girl I'll be back one day.
Oh, I'm prison bound
I may never know any other way.

Well, they've taken away my freedom of expression or action
Johnny says I'll walk the line
with three hots and a cot and a lot of talk
with lock-up concrete and steel.
Well, It's cold and It's clammy
man it's colder than a pimp's heart
but I gotta do my time.
There's a lesson to be learned here but what a price to pay
you know, I may never learn-

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