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SOL RE
Once I got locked up in a dirty old jail
SOL RE
The coffee was cold & the corn bread was stale
DO RE
But I didn't cry, no I tried to be brave
DO RE
Till the warden tried to give me a haircut & a shave
SOL RE
Warden you can keep me for a year in your jail
DO RE SOL
But don't shave my beard or cut my ponytail
All you really found was some stems & some seeds
I'll give you my earrings & I'll give you my beads
I don't mind wearing one of your prison suits
I'll give you my bell-bottoms & my cowboy boots
Don't shave off my beard don't cut my hair
It took me two years to grow it & it just isn't fair.
Listen to me warden, won't you listen to me beg
Chop off a toe or foot or take a whole leg
I'm down on my knees man, you're robbing my strength
Take it easy warden won't you leave me some length
I want a lawyer warden, I want a priest
Take it easy warden leave the moustache at least
But the warden didn't hear a single word that I said
He cut off all the hair on my face & my head
But one someone's gonna come & put up my bail
& I'm gonna walk out of this dirty old jail
& the warden whose the reason I'm shedding my tears
I'm gonna send him a snapshot in two or three years
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