De Regreso Al Penal
Pala Ancha
Back to the Pen
He opened the cell
Looked ahead
Saw his freedom
What he longed for
What he dreamed of most
Was being home
Left the guitar
Inside his cell
He didn’t want to play
He just wanted to get home
He couldn’t take it anymore
He hopped on a bus
That stopped at the corner
Near the pen
And while the driver checked the ticket
He said, "Go on in"
And he sat down
And it felt like
He was flying
And when he arrived
He never thought
He couldn’t imagine
That he would find
His friend and his love
In his bed
And this is a shovel! Shovel! Wide shovel!
He killed his wife
And his best friend
And he started to cry
And walking
All covered in blood
He returned to the pen
The cell opened
And he walked in with his head down
He didn’t want to talk
About what happened
About what went down
With the guys in the pen
He lit a joint
Grabbed his guitar
And started to sing
I loved her with all my life
Now she’s gone
And he sat down
And it felt like
He was flying
And when he arrived
He never thought
He couldn’t imagine
And he killed them
Didn’t ask why
Because they were cheating on him
And he surrendered
Left all alone
He had nothing left
And he sat down
And it felt like
He was flying
And when he arrived
He never thought
He couldn’t imagine
That being in prison
Chilled the passion
Of the one he loved
And he sat down
And it felt like
He was flying
And when he arrived
He never thought
He couldn’t imagine
And he killed them
Didn’t ask why
Because they were cheating on him
And he surrendered
Left all alone
He had nothing left
And he sat down
And it felt like
He was flying
And when he arrived
He never thought
He couldn’t imagine
That being in prison
Chilled the passion
Of the one he loved