I fought those men by the dirty harvest light I don't suppose the dead always tell it right Now a hundred people gonna watch me fightin' for life There ain't no forgiveness left in Arkansas tonight Last chance on humanity in a dead man's court I'm as sorry as any man has been before Oh firing squad could you bring me my lord And they dragged me when I could walk no more Mama came to say good-bye but she can't speak When you close your eyes at night you can here 'em weep Eighteen years on death row come put me to sleep Fifteen dollar last meal that I can't eat At the end of my life this is what I know If I'm tortured to death promise make it slow And to the dead oh I'll see you when I go And to their families I hope you enjoy the show