Текст песни Johnny Cash - San Quentin
Johnny Cash - San Quentin слова песни
San Quentin, you`ve been livin` hell to meYou`ve hosted me since nineteen sixty threeI`ve seen `em come and go and I`ve seen them dieAnd long ago I stopped askin` whySan Quentin, I hate every inch of you.You`ve cut me and have scarred me thru an` thru.And I`ll walk out a wiser weaker man;Mister Congressman why can`t you understand.San Quentin, what good do you think you do?Do you think I`ll be different when you`re through?You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul,And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.May your walls fall and may I live to tell.May all the world forget you ever stood.And may all the world regret you did no good.San Quentin, you`ve been livin` hell to me.