Have Mercy on the Criminal

Have you heard, the dogs at night
Somewhere on the hill
Chasing some poor criminal
And I guess they're out to kill
Oh, there must be shackles on his feet
And mother, in his eyes, stumbling through the devil-dark
With the hound pack in full cry
Have mercy on the criminal
Who is running from the law
Are you blind to the
Winds of change?
Don't you hear him any more?
Praying Lord you gotta help me
I am never gonna sin again
Just take, these chains
From around my legs
Sweet Jesus I'll be your friend
Now have you ever seen
The white teeth gleam
While you lie on a
Cold damp ground
You're taking in the face of a rifle butt
While the wardens hold you down
And you've never seen a friend in years
Oh, it turns your heart to stone
You jump the walls
And the dogs run free
And the grave's gonna be your home