Prisoner Of Love (1967)
Lonnie Johnson · The Complete Folkways Recordings [1993]
Alone from night to night you'll find me, too weak to break the chain that binds me;
I need no shackle to remind me that I'm just a prisoner of love.
For one command I stand and wait now, for one who's master of my fate now;
I can't escape, for it's too late now - for I'm just a prisoner of love.
What's the good of me caring, if someone else is sharing those arms with me?
Although she has another, and I can't have another, for I'm never free.
She's in my dreams, awake or sleeping; upon my knees to you darling I'm creeping;
My very life is in your keeping - for I'm just a prisoner of love.
What's the good of me caring, if someone else is sharing those arms with me?
Although she has another, and I can't have another, for I'm never free.
She's in my dreams, awake or sleeping, upon my knees to you my heart is weeping;
My very life is in your keeping - for I'm just a prisoner of love.
I need no shackle to remind me that I'm just a prisoner of love.
For one command I stand and wait now, for one who's master of my fate now;
I can't escape, for it's too late now - for I'm just a prisoner of love.
What's the good of me caring, if someone else is sharing those arms with me?
Although she has another, and I can't have another, for I'm never free.
She's in my dreams, awake or sleeping; upon my knees to you darling I'm creeping;
My very life is in your keeping - for I'm just a prisoner of love.
What's the good of me caring, if someone else is sharing those arms with me?
Although she has another, and I can't have another, for I'm never free.
She's in my dreams, awake or sleeping, upon my knees to you my heart is weeping;
My very life is in your keeping - for I'm just a prisoner of love.