I went to jail
For beating my baby
And it just
He give me 90 days
He told me, Doc
Son, you must be crazy
I'm gonna fix you
For beating that lady
I said, Josh
He said, shut up
Everybody
Don't be mad

Better than that
Thought I did never
Get to tell him no
He had bust me upside my head
With a baseball bat
He give me such a hard
Hard, hard, hard
Sinning
Everybody
Know it's so unkind
But I did never, did never
Didn't ever get to tell him
There's a bun Quemco
Down beside my head
With a bottle of wine
Can't help but
Shoot!
information
ziht
Soak the dish
No
¶¶
¶ Six months, ain't no sentence
¶ Lord, and one year
¶ Ain't no time
¶ Lord, I got balls
¶ In this jailhouse
¶ Sittin' about nine
¶ On the 99
¶ Well, I'm on my
¶ My shankin' pistol
¶ Lord, I'm on my
¶ Good old
¶ Watchin' train
¶ I was a phone man
¶ Yeah, my lovin' woman
¶ But the girl, she was too drunk
¶ Called to sign her name
¶ But he give me such a
¶ Oh, oh, oh, oh
¶ Sent in
¶ And I want you
¶ Yeah, he was so unkind
¶ And I just, don't you know
¶ I never hit another woman
¶ Till I'm done
¶ Till I'm through
¶ Now, baby, saving time
¶ Down the road
¶ Down the road, down the road
¶ Now, blow my trunk
¶ Roll the pot, the pot, the pot
¶ It was loaded
¶ Roll the S, get me
¶ Don't you know
¶ It was not my job
¶ Don't you know
¶ It was not my job


¶ And it sank
¶ And it stoned me
¶ That's why I went to jail
¶ Yeah, now you know the truth, yeah
¶ Oh, why
¶ Why did so much die
¶ And I said, yeah
¶ Oh, no
¶ Oh, no
¶ Oh, no
¶ I'll never do that stuff no more
¶ Oh, no
¶ Till I'm through
¶ Till I'm through
¶ Saving time
¶
¶
¶
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.