When I was a young man sometimes I'd wonder
What happened to time when it passed
Then one day I found out time lands in prison
And there it is held fast

When I was a young man I used to go courting
I'd dream of the moon & the stars
The stars are still shining but the dreams they are all broken
Oh those hard iron bars

Look out of your window, look over the roof (....?)
Look over the (far walls ?) see the sky
Just one flying leap & you could make your getaway
If only you could fly

The prison is sleeping, night watches keeping
It's watch over 700 men& behind every cell door
Oh to be free once again

Oh write me a letter addressed to my number
But say you remember my name
And I'll be reminded about the world outside
And feel like a man once again

I've got time on my hands, I've got time on my shoulders
Got plenty of time on my mind
There's no summer nor winter from once you land inside here
Only that old prison grind

izzy, that should be fairly close aside from the few questions marked. Can't remember who I have singing this on tape. My brother in law plays with him from time to time but never wrote his name when he sent the tape to me. Barry