Compositor: Mauro Fontoura / Samuel Fontoura
I'm sitting here lonely like a broken man
I serve my time doin' the best I can
Walls and bars they surround me
But, I don't want no sympathy
No baby, no baby
All I need is some tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burning oven
And, when my time is up, you'll be my reefer
Life gets worse on God's green earth
Be my reefer, got to keep smokin' that thing
No, no, no
I said now baby
Let me smoke it
Makes me feel good
Yes, I feel alright
Yes, I feel alright
Ice cold water is runnin' through my veins
They tried to drag me back to work again
Pain and blisters on my mind and hands
I work all day making up burlap bags
The oats they're feeding me are driving me wild
I feel unhappy like a new born child
Now, when my time is up, you wait and see
These walls and bars won't keep that stuff from me
No, no, no
Life gets worse on God's green earth
Be my reefer, won't keep that stuff from me
No, no, no