Allison:
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?
He don't belong in prison, though he's guilty as can be,
But the only crime he's guilty of is simply loving me.
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?

Well I know it won't be long now,
'Till they cut his hair off too.
Still I'm hoping there's one favor
That I could beg of you. So...

Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?
Yeah yeah yeah

Inmates:
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let this jailbird free?
Whoa ho ho

Allison:
Just look into his eyes, open up that door.
Just listen to his guitar, you'll know the score.

Cry Baby:
Please Mr. Jailer, let an honest man go free.

Allison:
Yeah yeah yeah

Cry Baby and inmates:
Please Mr. Jailer, don't you make no lifer outta me.
I'm innocent, I swear it. Let my woman testify,
She'll tell you where I was that night,
And I'll be satisfied.

Allison:
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?

Cry Baby and inmates:
Well I'm tired of pressing liscense plates down in this rotten hole,
I gotta reach the outside before I lose control.
Please Mr. Jailer, don't you make no lifer outta me.

Allison:
Yeah yeah yeah

Cry Baby and inmates:
Please Mr. Jailer, let me out of this penitentiary
(Whoa, let me out)
Please Mr. Jailer, don't you make no lifer out of me.

Allison:
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you my man go free?

Whoa ho ho oh, whoa ho, let my man go free.
Whoa oh oh, don't make no lifer out of me.