Alcatraz Songtext
von Jesse ‘Ed’ Davis

I′m walking down on Market Street
Begging for spare change
The Coast Guard Sheriffs are looking for me
I think I'll have to change my name
Here comes Uncle Sam again
With the same old bag beat
But the Chiefs on the radio say
We got some hungry mouths to feed

Back home in Alcatraz
Standing out on the highway
A hundred and one ways to go
Solitary soul confinement
The legend of Geronimo
I know how to bring the rain
I used to dance for ABC
All the braves down on this road
They′re just 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'm sold
It's just a rerun to sell the car
Not a lot but so it′s good
Not a lot for a 1971
Indian boy to do

So I′m down on Market Street
Begging for spare change
The Coast Guard Sheriffs are looking for me
I think I'll have to change my name
Here comes Uncle Sam again
With the same old bag beat
But the Chiefs on the radio say
We got some hungry mouths to feed
Back home in Alcatraz