Burl Ives - The Prisoner's Song      Oh, I wish I had some-one to love me    Some-one to call me their own    Oh, I wish I had some-one to live with    'Cause I'm ti-red of liv-in' a-lone       Oh, please meet me to-night in the moon-light    Please meet me to-night all a-lone    For I have a sad sto-ry to tell you    It's a sto-ry that's nev-er been told       I'll be car-ried to the new jail to-mor-row    Leav-ing my poor dar-ling all a-lone    With the cold pris-on bars all a-round me    And my head on a pil-low of stone       Now I have a grand ship on the o-cean    All mount-ed with sil-ver and gold    And be-fore my poor dar-lin' would suf-fer    Oh! that ship would be an-chored and sold       Now if I had wings like an an-gel    O-ver these pri-son walls I would fly    And I'd fly to the arms of my poor dar-lin'    And there I'd be wil-ling to die