A little boy knocked at the warden's door at Sing Sing
  Said in tears, "Yes sir, I understand that 83968 lives here."
  He's my daddy, sir, and I just got to be near him
  And if you can't let him out then you just got to let me in
    Let me in, let me in, 83968's my dad
  I watched the burial of my mama
  Now he's all in the world that I have
  But I can break your little rocks with a hammer in my hand
  I just got to be near daddy, Mr. Warden please let me in
    When I checked through California happy trails out on the rock
  From Folsom on to Jacksonville, no one had my heart
  When I found the newspaper clipping in my mama's souvenirs
  And now I'm here in Sing Sing 83968