Your sentenced to Dartmore for twenty one[G] years,

So dry up your tears babe and kiss me good[D7]bye,

For the[D] best friends must part babe,so must you and[G] I,

[2]

I hear the train coming, t'will be here at nine,

To take me to Dartmore to serce up my time,

I look down the railway,and plainly I see,

Your standing there waving your good bye's to me.

[3]

Six months have gone by babe,I wish I was dead,

This cold werar prison,a stone for my head,

It's raining it's hailing,the moon gives no light,

Oh wont you tell me babe,why you never wright.

[4]

I've counted the days babe I've counted the nights,

I've counted the footsteps I've counted the lights

I've counted the raindrops I've counted the stars,

I've counted a million of these prison bars.

[5]

I waited I trusted I longed for the day,

A life-time so lonely,now my hair's turning grey,

But my thoughts are for you babe till im out of my mind,

For twenty one years is a mighty long time.