Alcatraz

Now lay me down on Market Street
I'm begging for some spare change
A Coast Guard ship is been lookin' for me
I might have to change the name

Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beads
The local chief's on the radio
He's got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin' back to Alcatraz

Standing down on the highway
A hundred and one ways to go
Solitary is so confinin'
To the legend of Geronimo

I know how to bring the rain
I used to dance for ABC
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
From my home in Oklahoma
To the Everglades I go
It's just the wings on the silver cars
And I'm allowed to sow a seed
It's not a life for a nineteen seventy
Indian boy to do
I'm goin' back to Alcatraz

Lay me down on market street
I'm begging for some spare change
The Coast Guard ship is lookin' for me
And I might have to change the name

Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beads
Local chief's on the radio
He's got some hungry mouths to feed
Back to Alcatraz