Theresa (Ft Dennis Brennan & Kevin Barry)

Down on this row there ain't much to do So I close my eyes and dream about you You and that guy I met once or twice That's alright honey I just hope he's treating you nice Things here ain't so bad, I've made some friends They make me laugh but I can't pretend When the night gets cold, and I get blue Honey I just wanna hold onto you CHORUS Oh Theresa, Theresa my dear I stand accused and I'm guilty I fear We've lived our lives in a corner called Hell Now you're out there and I'm in this cell And if you can't be here by midnight If all of your connections fail Say a prayer for me, finger your rosary For I will have left this jail I will see the cell door open I will hear the tolling bells And if you can't be here by midnight Darling I'm wishing, I'm wishing you well