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A New Harp

In Folsom Prison sits a king,
a broken heart
a broken heart.

He holds the future in his arms,
a broken harp
a broken harp.

Her beauty set his heart on fire,
a wild flame
a wild flame.

Held captive, on his knees he cries,
in Jesus’ name
in Jesus’ name.

In Folsom Prison sits a man,
the kingdom burns
the kingdom burns.

He reaches out with guilty hands,
he speaks the words
he speaks the words.

He prayed to his God,
your kingdom come
Thy will be done.

Then judgment comes on final breath,
in Jesus’ name
in Jesus’ name.

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