Am C They came for him one winter's night. Am C Arrested, he was bound. Am C They said ther'd been a robbery, F C Am his psitol had been found. Am C They marched him to the station house, Am C he waited for the dawn. Am C And as they led him to the dock, C Am he knew that he'd been wronged. F C Am C "You stand accused of robbery", C C Am C he heard the bailiff say. F C Am C He knew without an alibi, C C Em C tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom. Am C C Am Over the hills and far away, C C F C for ten long years he'll count the days. Am C C Am Over the mountains and the seas, C C F C a prisoner's life for him there'll be.