song : cell song ( swarbrick )
album : babbacombe lee ( 1971 )
artist : fairport convention

D G
there’s a tiny little window and the sun comes shining through
D G Em
dancing with the dust that’s in my cell
D G
there’s a sparrow sitting on the sill and he stays for a minute or two
D G A
but he’s frightened by the ringing of the bell

D G
there’s a bed that i must lie on when at night i take my rest
D G A
and a chair for me to sit on through the day
D G
the men who wait beside me always know what’s best
D G A
for a man who doesn’t have too much to say

D G A
throw a laugh into the corner , blow a tear against the wall
D G
learn a game to play , improve the mind
D G
confess your sins , you sinner , and think how the seconds fall
D G A
leave all earthly cares and woes behind

D G Em
and when my short affair with life is ended and i’m gone
D G
will you tell the world the story of john lee?
D G
all you see is nothing and yet everything lives on
D G A
i was born to pay the hangman’s fee