Well, have you seen My darkhaired girl? She was set on her love To a hungry world They got her clothes An the money she took And they wrote her name In the prison books Orleans Parish Prison Won't you free My darkhaired girl? She's tired and cold And you got the gold She took From a hungry world Orleans Parish Prison Won't you free My darkhaired girl? Well have seen My green eyed son? He shot a man down With a sawed off gun And they fond him down By the Pontchartrain Where they cuffed his arms With a big iron chain Orleans Parish Prison Won't you free me Green eyed son? I heard him say As you let him away Sorry for what he's done Orleans Parish Prison Won't you free me Green eyed son? Well have you missed My brother man? He took a little money With a gun in his hand Know the kids are hungry And the wife ain't well And the daddy's locked up In a prison cell Orleans Parish Prison Won't you free My brother man? I know it's sad But he ain't bad He's doing the best he can Orleans Parish Prison Won't you free My brother man?