(clarke / sylvester)
Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Lord, lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I'm wearing really ain't my style
Lord, lord please help me, help me think awhile
I know that I did something wrong
I got into bad ways
Well the judge, yes he put me down, for five thousand days

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

The cell I am in is only six feet wide
And six feet to the roof
There's a window that's strung with only three bars
Singing me the truth
Fifty and seventy don't seem right
Seventy ain't my age
When I leave this place with a new face
It's to turn another a new page

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Well now lord, lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I'm wearing well they really ain't my style
Well now lord, lord please help me, help me think awhile

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

• Don't Let Me Down
• Down on The Run
• Falling Calling
• It's a Shame, It's a Game
• Love Makes The World Go Round
• Out on The Road
• Pick up The Pieces Again
• Rubber Lucy
• The Air That I Breathe
• The Day That Curly Billy Shot Down Crazy Sam Mcgee
• Transatlantic Westbound Jet