Greystone Chapel



Inside the walls of prison my body may be but my Lord has set my soul freeThere's a greystone chapel here at Folsom a house of worship in this den of sinYou wouldn't think that God had a place here at FolsomBut he saved the souls of many lost menNow there's greystone chapel here at FolsomStands a hundred years all made of granite rockIt takes a ring of keys to move here at FolsomBut the door to the House of God is never lockedInside the walls of prison my body may be but my Lord has set my soul free
[Guitar instrumental]
There are men here that don't ever worshipThere are men here who scoff at the ones who prayBut I've got down on my knees in that greystone chapelAnd I thank the Lord for helpin' me each dayNow there's greystone chapel here at FolsomIt has a touch of God's hand on ever stoneIt's a flower of light in a field of darkness and it's givin' me the strenght to carry onInside the walls of prison my body may be but my Lord has set my soul free