Текст песни
I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at 5 O'clock they take me to the gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low, running low
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
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