Beneath the Window of My Cell by The Furrow Collective Lyrics

Well, I've often strayed all my myself where the sparrow builds her nest
To see the liberty of that bird, it did me sorrows press
It hops along from bar to bar; just the same as it would say
“Cheer up, old lads, and don't be sad, some day yous will be free.”

It would break the heart of any man or the heart of any stone
To see such strapping fellows reduced to skin and bone
For they were all tied around with a ring and chain and attached to a ball of lead
You can hear them praying with all their hearts and wishing they were dead

So, come all you roving fellows and a warning take by me
Never stay out late at night nor keep bad company
For if you do, you're sure to rue, and you'll be the same as me
For I'm serving seven-and-twenty years in the penitentiary