shackles and chains

coe, david allan

on a long lonesome journey i am going

so my sweet little darling don't cry

for in shackles and chains they will take me

to a prison to live till i die

and each night threw the bars

i will gaze at the stars

my dreams dear of you so in vain

a peice of stone i will use for my pillow

while i'm sleeping in shackles and chains

put your arms threw these bars once more darling

let me kiss your sweet lips i love best

for in sorrow they were my conculution

and in sadness my haven of rest