Prison Bed Blues
Jeffrey Robert Adams
Music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
© 2000, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights Reserved
Well, the last time I saw you
Was the last time I cried
And without you I’ve been so lonely
So why would I lie
(chorus)
[When I say]
I miss your sweet lips
The touch of your fingertips
The way light lingers in your eyes
So I lay down my head
On this ol’ prison bed
Be nice to sleep, guess I could try
You could come into my dreams
And away on moonbeams we could fly
(instrumental)
When I closed that door behind me
Had I known what I’d done
I would have turned myself right around dear
Turned ‘round and run
Back to your…
(into chorus)
(repeat chorus)
(outro progression)