Christmas in Prison (Live)

[Verse 1] It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good We had turkey and pistols carved out of wood And I dream of her always, even when I don't dream Her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream [Chorus] Wait awhile, eternity Old mother nature's got nothing on me Come to me, run to me, come to me now We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God [Verse 2] She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire Or a picnic in the rain after a prairiе fire Her heart is as big as this wholе goddamn jail And she's sweeter than saccharin at a drug store sale [Chorus] Wait awhile, eternity Old mother nature's got nothing on me Come to me, run to me, come to me now We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] The searchlight in the big yard swings 'round with the gun And spotlights the snowflakes like the dust in the sun Yeah, it's Christmas in prison, there'll be music tonight I'll probably get homesick, I love you, goodnight [Chorus] Wait awhile, eternity Old mother nature's got nothing on me Come to me, run to me, come to me now We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God