I hear that whistle blowin’ /it hears me blowin’, too/ an’ if we keep on blowin’/ pretty soon we’ll both be blew/ an’ I’m here in Redding Prison, an’ my cellmate is eight feet tall/ an’ I’m spendin’ ev’ry evenin’/ with my face against the wall…/ …My cellmate is a monster/ my cellmate is a brute/ my cellmate likes to catch me /in my birthday suit../an’ I’m here in Redding Prison/ etc…Apologies to Johnny Cash
I hear that whistle blowin’ /it hears me blowin’, too/ an’ if we keep on blowin’/ pretty soon we’ll both be blew/ an’ I’m here in Redding Prison, an’ my cellmate is eight feet tall/ an’ I’m spendin’ ev’ry evenin’/ with my face against the wall…/ …My cellmate is a monster/ my cellmate is a brute/ my cellmate likes to catch me /in my birthday suit../an’ I’m here in Redding Prison/ etc…Apologies to Johnny Cash