Am C D C I hear the bells of freedom chiming Am C D C And inside my heart I feel I'm dying Am C D C Wise guys never compromise Am C D C Then they loose their rights and they act surprised Am C D C Jail really cuts ya down to size Chorus: Am F G Let the punishment fit the crime Am F G The footprints on the sand of time Am F G The philosophy of the poet's rhyme Am F G Make a man humble in his prime You can go up, down, or sideways Be on death row, counting the days They say the answers are blowing in the wind And to take yourself out would really be a sin You just have to cope and start over again Chorus Little child cries in his sleep And life makes promises it can't keep And then feel you had, had enough You realize somehow, someway Your destiny was planned from the very first day Chorus - x2 Am F G Let the punishment fit the crime Let the punishment fit the crime Let the punishment fit the crime Let the punishment fit the crime | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C D F G |