Johnny Cash – San Quentin (Ukulele)

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San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me

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You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three

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I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die

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And long ago I stopped askin' why

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San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.

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You've cut me and you scarred me through and through

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And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man

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Mister Congressman you can't understand

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San Quentin, what good do you think you do?

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Do you think I'll be different when you're through?

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You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul,

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And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.

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San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.

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May your walls fall and may I live to tell.

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May all the world forget you ever stood.

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And may all the world regret you did no good.

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San Quentin, I hate every inch of you