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A Prisoner for Life (2) 
A Prisoner for Life (2) 
Fare you well, green fields, Soft meadows, adieu! Rocks and mountains, I depart from you; Nevermore shall my eyes By your beauties be blest, Nevermore shall you soothe My sad bosom to rest. 
Forewell, little birdies That fly in the sky, You fly all day long And sing your troubles by; I am doomed to this cell, I heave a deep sigh; My heart sinks within me, In anguish I die. 
Fare you well, little fishes That glide through the sea. Your life's all sunshine, All light, and all glee; Nevermore shall I watch Your skill in the wave. I'll depart from all friends This side of the grave. 
What would I give Such freedom to share, To roam at my ease And breathe the fresh air; I would roam through the cities, Through village and dell, But I never would return To my cold prison cell. 
What's life without liberty, I ofttimes have said, Of a poor troubled mind That's always in dread?-No sun, moon, and stars 
Can on me now shine, No change in my chamber From twilight till dawn. 
Fare you well, kind friends. I am willing to own, Such a wild outcast Never was known; I'm the downfall of my family, My children, my wife; God pity and pardon The poor prisoner for life. 
From Cowboy Songs, Lomax