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"Death Row" lyrics

Chris Stapleton Lyrics

"Death Row"

Little piece of window sitting way up high
I can't look up enough to see the sky
There ain't no good light here below
Death Row
Death Row

Don't want no preacher man to come around
I don't need him to lay my burden down
Already told Jesus everything I know
Death Row
Death Row

When it's time for my last request
Tell my mama that I did my best
Tell my baby that I love her so
Death Row
Death Row
Death Row
Death Row

Got a calendar up on my wall
Marking days till I get the call
Till it's time for me to go
Death Row
Death Row
Death Row


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Writer(s): Mike Henderson, Christopher Alvin Stapleton
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album: "From A Room: Volume 1" (2017)
Chris Stapleton - From A Room: Volume 1 album cover
Broken Halos
Last Thing I Needed, First Thing This Morning
Second One To Know
Up To No Good Livin'
Either Way
I Was Wrong
Without Your Love
Them Stems
Death Row
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