THE WARDEN LED A PRISONER DOWN A HALLWAY TO HIS DOOM AND I STOOD UP TO SAY GOODBYE LIKE ALL THE REST AND I HEARD HIM TELL THE WARDEN JUST BEFORE HE REACHED MY CELL
LET MY GUITAR-PLAYINÂŽ FRIEND DO MY REQUEST LET HIM SING ME BACK HOME WITH A SONG I USED TO HEAR MAKE MY OLD MEMORIES COME ALIVE TAKE ME AWAY AND TURN BACK THE YEARS SING ME BACK HOME BEFORE I DIE I RECALL LAST SUNDAY MORNING A CHOIR FROM OFF THE STREET CAME IN TO SING A FEW OLD GOSPEL SONGS AND I HEARD HIM TELL THE SINGERS COULD I HEAR IT ONCE BEFORE YOU MOVE ALONG 1967 10