Might As Well Be a Slave - Mary Black

Lying here watching the time pass

I could think of a million things I’d rather do

Travel at my own pace

Put myself asleep if I wanted to

Might as well be behind bars

Than be lashed to a wave that I can’t haul

Might as well be a slave

Lying low in the shade of a prison wall

Lying here watching the time pass

I could cry for the helping hands that I refused

We were good friends but I did refuse

Might as well be behind bars

Getting used to the sound of my keeper’s call

I might as well be a slave

Drinking sun through a chink in a prison wall

Down here down where the end is

You absolve me from every crime I ever planned

I was so surprised I did not think that you would understand

Might as well be behind bars

Growing old in a carpeted hall

O might as well be a slave

Ever safe out of the rain in prison walls

Might as well be behind bars

Getting used to the sound of my keeper’s call

I might as well be a slave

Always safe out of the rain in prison walls