Here I sit in prison Guilty of a crime Yes it's true I killed a man But it was justified Yes he was a friend of mine He came into my home Made off with my woman And he left me here alone Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Damn these iron bars are cold Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Here in prison I'll grow old Here I sit in prison She often visits me Tells me that she's sorry She wishes I were free Said she never loved him Only wished I'd stayed Wish she would stop talkin Wish she'd go away Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Damn these iron bars are cold Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Here in prison I'll grow old Here I sit in prison I don't give a damn Shoot the bastard over If they gave me half a chance Only wished for one thing Only wish instead I had kept on shootin' Until both of them were dead Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Damn these iron bars are cold Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Here in prison I'll grow old Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Damn these iron bars are c-c-cold Yipee-I-Yay Yipee-I-Yo Here in prison I'll grow old I said damn these iron bars are cold Here in prison I'll grow - old