Chris Stapleton - Death Row

Well, up here's the window sitting way up high
I can't look up enough to see the sky
There ain't no good light here below
Death Row
Death Row

Don't want no preacher man to come around
I don't need him to lay my burden down
Already told Jesus everything I know
Death Row
Death Row

When it's time for my last request
Tell my mama that I did my best
Tell my baby that I love her so
Death Row
Death Row
Death Row
Death Row

Got a calendar on my wall
Marking days 'til I get the call
'Til it's time for me to go
Death Row
Death Row
Death Row

Written by:
Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Mike Henderson

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