gosh this confirms my Mum was trying to prepare me for a life in prison as a child! She used to sing this to me along with The Prisoner's Song (If I had the Wings of an Angel) and I just loved it. I can't think of the other prison songs she sang me off the top of my head but they were many. Perhaps it was because my father was a cop?

Somehow I managed to stay on the good side of the Law all my life. Not even a speeding ticket! However, I do maintain a serious sympathy for folks in jail and write to people who wind up there when their frinds or family let me know they are stuck in stir. I've devoloped something of a reputation as a soft touch for guys getting out of our local county jail and recently released inmates often find their way to the Food Bank I volunteer at knowing I'm good for a set of clean t-shirts, socks and a shave kit. it really annoys my husband when I steal socks he hasn't worn in ages and give them to these guys! I try to buy extra bags of clean socks each mointh but when I forget, I still pilfer his sock supply!

Oh well. I blame my Dad the Cop who used to bring home recently released fellows for dinner. Drove my Mum nuts despite her affinity for prisoner songs