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  1. Prisoner

Written by Ben Glover & Neilson Hubbard

Lyrics

She, she told me
She hid the gun in the potter's field
Covered it in delta mud
Underneath the pecan tree
She drew a map
On my hand with a red ink pen
Said 'Meet me here in the parking lot
I won't say a word, I swear to God

Oh my lord oh my lord....
Forgive me
Oh my lord oh my lord...
I'm a prisoner of my history

Drive, like a hurricane
Down 61, don't look back
Thunder in the blood
Lightning on the track
Past Hollandale
And Rolling Fork to that roadway inn
Worn out like a suitcase
Couldn't pack enough to save my skin

Oh my lord oh my lord....
Forgive me
Oh my lord oh my lord...
I'm a prisoner of my history

Sirens on Main Street
Outside the room while she sleeps
Crushed like a Dixie cup
Are the promises I can't keep