Текст песни Wanted Man - Live at San Quentin State Prison, San Quentin, CA - February 1969 - Johnny Cash

I was thinkin' about you guys yesterday
I've been here three times before and
I think I understand a lil' bit how you feel about some things
None of my business how you feel about some other things
And I don't give a damn how you feel about some other things
But, anyway
I tried to put my seven year place
And I believe this is the way that I would feel about San Quentin
San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me
You blistered me since nineteen sixty-three
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die
And long ago, I stopped askin' why
San Quentin, I hate every inch of you
You cut me and you scarred me through an' through
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man
Mister Congressman, you can't 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 worth my soul
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, I hate every inch of you
Thank you very much
One more time?
Hey, before we do tell if-
Any of the guards is still speaking to me
Can I have a glass of water?