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Written by |
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Johnny Cash |
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I walked through the big yard, to feel the warm sunshine |
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A ninety-nine year man, stepped over to me |
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He offered a smoke, and said as |
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I rolled it |
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Tomorrow I'm goin', to break out and go free |
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They feed us by sunlight, they watch us by spotlight |
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But I know a way that a man can go free |
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Down under my cell, |
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I'm diggin' a tunnel |
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The walls of a prison can never hold me |
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I told him that |
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I'd have no part of his scheming |
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My time would be up, one year from today |
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His eyes blazed with fire, and he looked right through me |
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Bitter, but broken, again he did say |
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They feed us by sunlight, they watch us by spotlight |
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But I know a way that a man can go free |
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Down under my cell, |
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I'm diggin' a tunnel |
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The walls of a prison can never hold me |
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Next morning at breakfast, the old man was missing |
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Then we all heard the rifles high up on the wall |
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He'd gone through the tunnel, just like he had promised |
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And they said he was crying, when they saw him fall |
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They feed us by sunlight, they watch us by spotlight |
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But I know a way that a man can go free |
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Down under my cell, |
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I'm diggin' a tunnel |
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The walls of a prison can never hold me |
