E Well them four walls of Raiford, closing in on me. B A E Doin' three to five hard labor for armed robbery. E I had two years well behind me, but I could not wait the time B For everytime I thought about it, A E Lord I died some more inside. And I had stripes on my back, memories that hurt For the only time I seen sunshine is when I hit the dirt Digging ditches for the chain gang, sleeping in the cold Oh Lord please forgive me for I could not wait no more Chorus: A And I'm coming home to see my Jesus. E Lord, it feels so close this time. B A E Please have mercy on a soldier from the Florida-Georgia line. A When they find me they must kill me. E B Oh Jesus save my soul. I can't go back down to Raiford. A E I can't take that anymore. Well these last few years behind me Oh Lord, have been so sad I fought proudly for my country when the times were bad Now they say I'm guilty, when they find me I must die Only me and Jesus know that I never stole a dime Well when Vietnam was over there was no work here for me I had a pretty wife awaiting and two kids I had to feed Well I'm one of America's heroes and when they shoot me down Won't fly old Glory proudly, put my medals in the ground Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E B |