Alcatraz - Nazareth

Now lay me down on market street

I’m lookin' for some spare change

A coastguard 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

Indian boy to do

Goin' back to Alcatraz

Lay me down on market street

I’m lookin' for some spare change

A coastguard 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…