Tom: C C G7 C C San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me C F C C You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three F F C G7 C I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die C G7 C C And long ago I stopped askin' why C G7 C C San Quentin, I hate every inch of you. C F C C You've cut me and have scarred me thru and thru. F F C G7 C And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man; C G7 C C Mister Congressman why can't you understand. C G7 C C San Quentin, what good do you think you do? C F C C Do you think I'll be different when you're through? F F C G7 C You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul, C G7 C C And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold. C G7 C C San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. C F C C May your walls fall and may I live to tell. F F C G7 C May all the world forget you ever stood. C G7 C C And may all the world regret you did no good. C G7 C C San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me.