Lyrics

The shack is falling in and your wrists are getting thin Sweetheart you don't deserve the kind of life I put you in But it's hard to draw a pay when my papers always say That I took a loaf of bread from the grocery store one day For my time behind bars, you have to bear the scars When people down the road can drive ten thousand dollar cars So it's a long, long, hard way to the East Colorado Dam If I make it to Saint Louis, I'll send you a telegram If I don't make it at all, you'll know why I didn't call Just kiss the baby for me and come see my grave next fall The weather's getting warmer and the baby's coming soon I'll try to find some work that might carry us through to June But everywhere's the same when you're a man without a name They'll make you feel so useless and then wonder why you came If a soul-searching beggar is what I was meant to be I'd rather rot behind the walls of your penitentiary So it's a long, long, hard way to the East Colorado Dam If I make it to Saint Louis, I'll send you a telegram If I don't make it at all, you'll know why I didn't call Just kiss the baby for me and come see my grave next fall You say you love me now like you always did before And I love you just as well but I just can't keep you down no more So I'll be leaving in the morning if the weather's bad or good And let you find a man who'll give you all the things I never could But I'll never understand as long as I live How we can talk of love thy neighbor yet we can never forgive So it's a long, long, hard way to the East Colorado Dam If I make it to Saint Louis, I'll send you a telegram If I don't make it at all, you'll know why I didn't call Just kiss the baby for me and come see my grave next fall