Lyrics: San Quentin

San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me
You've scalded me since nineteen sixty three
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die
And long ago I stopped askin' why

San Quentin, I hate every inch of you
You've cut me and you've scarred me thru an' thru
And I'll walk out a wiser, weaker man
Mister Congressman why can't you understand

San Quentin, what good do you think you do
Do you think that I'll be different when you're through
You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul
your stone walls turn my blood a little cold

San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell
May your walls fall and may I live to tell
May all the world forget you ever stood
And the whole world regret you did no good

San Quentin, I hate every inch of you