Phone Call from Leavenworth

Now, they hold me here much longer
 Probably go mad all by myself
 Now, I really need somebody
 Said, I really need somebody's help, yeah
 Why does a man up in the judgment chair
 Got his ass, God's right arm
 In some double pair? Alright
 Walkin' a frozen line
 A western winter, be hail and rain
 Way back in New York this mornin'
 There ain't no one there
 Who ever gonna remember my name
 Now when the sun comes up
 Mama, you should know
 That now I just don't care no more, alright
 Three o'clock this morning
 I thought I saw Jesus coming down
 He came through the concrete, baby
 He came through them walls without no sound
 And I say, concrete walls, that ain't no clay
 I closed my eyes, watched him slip away, alright
 They look at you sideways
 They call no man by his Christian name
 His natural born name
 All you got is your backbone to lean on
 You can expect no help from your brain
 Now when a man wants reason
 He best be willing to pay
 I'm down in Leavenworth Prison, now
 And I do not count no days
 Said, when a man wants reason
 He best be willing to pay
 I'm down in Leavenworth Prison now
 And I do not count no days
 Phone call from Leavenworth
 A phone call from Leavenworth