Cold chills, prison cells
Locked in, bars of steel
Leave my woman tonight
Just ain't feeling right
Cold chills, prison cells
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
Thinking you lost your senses
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
What can you do when they...?
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Ooh, you better collect your pieces
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Freedom, it waits out here
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
You don't have to go to prison
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
What will it accomplish you?
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Ku Klux Klan, they're laughing
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Damning the thought of you
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
Condemning you to your suffering
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
Is that what you really want?
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Prison inside a prison
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Marking your time on walls
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
Think you better change your motto
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
Wiping away the mourn
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
There in the bars, let's follow
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Tell me your days aren't done
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
"Vengeance is mine," said the Lord
Locked in, bars of steel
Leave my woman tonight
Just ain't feeling right
Cold chills, prison cells
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
Thinking you lost your senses
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
What can you do when they...?
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Ooh, you better collect your pieces
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Freedom, it waits out here
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
You don't have to go to prison
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
What will it accomplish you?
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Ku Klux Klan, they're laughing
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Damning the thought of you
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
Condemning you to your suffering
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
Is that what you really want?
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
Prison inside a prison
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Marking your time on walls
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
Think you better change your motto
Oh my Lord, praise him be
Cold chills, prison cells
Wiping away the mourn
Set your poor people free
Locked in, bars of steel
There in the bars, let's follow
Be merciful to our accusers
Leave my woman tonight
Tell me your days aren't done
They don't know what they do
Just ain't feeling right
"Vengeance is mine," said the Lord
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Scritta da Tommy Butler (solo un omonimo del bassista dei Big Country) e interpretata da Carlton Williams per un musical intitolato "Selma" e dedicato alla famosa marcia di Selma e a Martin Luther King.