<p class="tit-song">THE CONVICT <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page290" name="page290"></SPAN>(p. 290)</span></p>
<p>When slumbering In my convict cell my childhood days I see,<br/>
When I was mother's little child and knelt at mother's knee.<br/>
There my life was peace, I know, I knew no sorrow or pain.<br/>
Mother dear never did think, I know, I would wear a felon's chain.</p>
<p class="add1em">Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink,<br/>
Ah, don't you hear the clinking of my chain?<br/>
Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink,<br/>
Ah, don't you hear the clinking of my chain?</p>
<p>When I had grown to manhood and evil paths I trod,<br/>
I learned to scorn my fellow-man and even curse my God;<br/>
And in the evil course I ran for a great length of time<br/>
Till at last I ran too long and was condemned for a felon's crime.</p>
<p>My prison life will soon be o'er, my life will soon be gone,—<br/>
May <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page291" name="page291"></SPAN>(p. 291)</span> the angels waft it heavenward to a bright and happy home.<br/>
I'll be at rest, sweet, sweet rest, there is rest in the heavenly home;<br/>
I'll be at rest, sweet, sweet rest, there is rest in the heavenly home.</p>
<p class="add1em">Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink,<br/>
Ah, don't you hear the clinking of my chain?<br/>
Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink,<br/>
Ah, don't you hear the clinking of my chain?</p>
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