| Now lay me down on market street | |
| I'm lookin' for some spare change | |
| A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me | |
| And i might have to change my name | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| The local chief's on the radio | |
| He's got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Lay me back down here on the highway | |
| One hundred and one ways to go | |
| Solitary is so confinin' | |
| To the legend of geronimo | |
| Oh i know i could bring the rain | |
| Used to dance for abc | |
| And all the braves down on death row | |
| Are pretending to be free | |
| Back home in alcatraz | |
| In the land of the great white father | |
| My american blood runs cold | |
| I left my home in oklahoma | |
| To the everglades i go | |
| It's just the wings on the silver cars | |
| And i'm allowed to plow a field | |
| It's not the life for a nineteen seventy | |
| (what's an)indian boy to do | |
| Goin' back to alcatraz | |
| Lay me down on market street | |
| I'm lookin for some spare change | |
| A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me | |
| Might have to change my name | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| Local chief's on the radio | |
| He's got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin' back to alcatraz | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| Local chief's on the radio | |
| He's got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz |
| Now lay me down on market street | |
| I' m lookin' for some spare change | |
| A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me | |
| And i might have to change my name | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| The local chief' s on the radio | |
| He' s got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Lay me back down here on the highway | |
| One hundred and one ways to go | |
| Solitary is so confinin' | |
| To the legend of geronimo | |
| Oh i know i could bring the rain | |
| Used to dance for abc | |
| And all the braves down on death row | |
| Are pretending to be free | |
| Back home in alcatraz | |
| In the land of the great white father | |
| My american blood runs cold | |
| I left my home in oklahoma | |
| To the everglades i go | |
| It' s just the wings on the silver cars | |
| And i' m allowed to plow a field | |
| It' s not the life for a nineteen seventy | |
| what' s an indian boy to do | |
| Goin' back to alcatraz | |
| Lay me down on market street | |
| I' m lookin for some spare change | |
| A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me | |
| Might have to change my name | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| Local chief' s on the radio | |
| He' s got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin' back to alcatraz | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| Local chief' s on the radio | |
| He' s got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz |
| Now lay me down on market street | |
| I' m lookin' for some spare change | |
| A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me | |
| And i might have to change my name | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| The local chief' s on the radio | |
| He' s got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Lay me back down here on the highway | |
| One hundred and one ways to go | |
| Solitary is so confinin' | |
| To the legend of geronimo | |
| Oh i know i could bring the rain | |
| Used to dance for abc | |
| And all the braves down on death row | |
| Are pretending to be free | |
| Back home in alcatraz | |
| In the land of the great white father | |
| My american blood runs cold | |
| I left my home in oklahoma | |
| To the everglades i go | |
| It' s just the wings on the silver cars | |
| And i' m allowed to plow a field | |
| It' s not the life for a nineteen seventy | |
| what' s an indian boy to do | |
| Goin' back to alcatraz | |
| Lay me down on market street | |
| I' m lookin for some spare change | |
| A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me | |
| Might have to change my name | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| Local chief' s on the radio | |
| He' s got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin' back to alcatraz | |
| Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans | |
| Local chief' s on the radio | |
| He' s got some hungry mouths to feed | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz | |
| Goin back to alcatraz |
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