My Home Is A Prison

My home is a prison

I'm livin' in a world of tears

My home is a prison

I'm livin' in a world of tears

I been in misery

Since the judge give me ninety-nine years

I had a real pretty woman

Say'd, she didn't love no one but me

I had a real pretty woman

Say, she didn't love no one but me

But I caught my baby, cheatin'

My home ain't where it used to be

I got bread and milk for breakfast

Milk and bread at supertime

I got bread and milk for breakfast

Milk and bread at the supertime

And the food I got for dinner

It's a low down, dirty crime

Yes, I shot my baby

I did it because she treated me wrong

I shot my baby

Did it because she treat me wrong

Now, the only thing I have

This lonesome jail that I call home.