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CInG7side the walls of prison my Cbody may be But my FLord has G7set my soul Cfree
There's a Greystone chapel here at Folsom
A house of worship in this den of G7sin You wouldn't Cthink that God had a place here at Folsom
But He Fsaved the souls of G7many lost Cmen
Now there's Greystone chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of granite G7rock It takes a Cring of keys to move here at Folsom
But the Fdoor to the House of G7God is never Clocked
InG7side the walls of prison my Cbody may be But the FLord has G7set my soul Cfree
There are men here that don't ever worship
There are men here who scoff at the ones who G7pray But I've Cgot down on my knees in that Greystone chapel
And I Fthank the Lord for G7helping me each Cday
Now there's Greystone chapel here at Folsom
It has a touch of God's hand on ever G7stone It's a Cflower of light in a field of darkness
And it's Fgiving me the G7strength to carry Con
InG7side the walls of prison my Cbody may be But my FLord has G7set my soul Cfree