Текст песни San Quentin - Johnny Cash

San Quentin

San Quentin, you’ve been livin' hell to me You’ve hosted me since nineteen sixty three\nI’ve seen 'em come and go and I’ve seen them die\nAnd long ago I stopped askin' why\nSan Quentin, I hate every inch of you.\nYou’ve cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru.\nAnd I’ll walk out a wiser weaker man;\nMister Congressman why can’t you understand.\nSan Quentin, what good do you think you do?\nDo you think I’ll be different when you’re through?\nYou bent my heart and mind and you may my soul,\nAnd your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.\nSan Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.\nMay your walls fall and may I live to tell.\nMay all the world forget you ever stood.\nAnd may all the world regret you did no good.\nSan Quentin, you’ve been livin' hell to me.