I'm going to be there.
I saw her standing on her front porch
Just twirling her baton
Me and her went for a ride, sir
Ten innocent people died
From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska
With a sawed-off .14
Crossed my land
Through the bad lands
Of a wild man
I killed everything
In my path
I can't say that
I am sorry
I can't say that
For the things that
We have done
You can't say it for
A little while, sir
Me and her had
Lots of fun
Let me go
My troubles are gone

To logo my lil sister

Mr. Queensland, ***-da-***, da-***!
Mr. Queensland, ***b-da-***, da-***!
Mr. Queensland, ***b-da-***, da-***!

Mr. Queensland, ***b-da-***!
Mr. Queensland, ***b-da-***!
My Japan is gone!
Now the jury brought in that guilty verdict. And the judge sentenced me to death.
Midnight in a prison storeroom with the leather straps all across my chest.
And when the man pulls that switch, sir.
And he snaps.
My poor head back.
Just make sure my pretty baby is sitting right there.
On my lap.
On my lap.
I'm
on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.
I'm on my lap.

. . . I'm on my lap.

Declared me an unfit to live
Settled a great void in the soul of a bear
If you ask why I done what I done
I guess there's just a meanness in this world