Now lay me down on market street 

I'm lookin' for some spare change 

A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me 

And I might have to change my name 

Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beans 

The local chief's on the radio 

He's got some hungry mouths to feed 

Goin back to Alcatraz 



Lay me back down here on the highway 

One hundred and one ways to go 

Solitary is so confinin' 

To the legend of Geronimo 

Oh I know I could bring the rain 

Used to dance for ABC 

And all the braves down on death row 

Are pretending to be free 

Back home in Alcatraz 



In the land of the great white father 

My American blood runs cold 

I left my home in Oklahoma 

To the Everglades I go 

It's just the wings on the silver cars 

And I'm allowed to plow a field 

It's not the life for a nineteen seventy 

(What's an)Indian boy to do 

Goin' back to Alcatraz 



Lay me down on market street 

I'm lookin for some spare change 

A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me 

Might have to change my name 

Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beans 

Local chief's on the radio 

He's got some hungry mouths to feed 

Goin' back to Alcatraz 

Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beans 

Local chief's on the radio 

He's got some hungry mouths to feed 



Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz 

Goin back to Alcatraz