Uh, I'm going to sing three songs that a friend of mine wrote, and this was, um, a guy, he robbed a bank, and he went in and he gave the lady a receipt. He was so drunk, and they gave him some time in the federal, oh, wow, man, what's that?Oh, yes. Yeah, well, give me, well, it's a true confession. Anyway, here's three songs that a nut wrote. Another one, another nut.Well, I woke up this morning, grabbed my shoes, way out around to get the news. I looked in the paper, first thing I saw, a baby band down to see the law. She done turned me in.She done turned me in.She done turned me in.Oh, yes, my baby done left me, and she turned me in.Now, oh, well, it came down to get me about a quarter to eight. The date was running just a fraction late. I headed for the track center in a hell of a rush.The seller said, baby, better hit the brush. She done turned you in.She done turned you in.Oh, yes, your baby done left you, and she turned you in.Now, now, if you got a baby, better treat her nice.Wake her brother, she'll stick your eyes.I'll send you up the river for five or ten, and you can take my word, she'll turn you in.She done turned you in.She done turned you in.Oh, yes, your baby done left you, and she turned you in.And then he wrote this one about his girlfriend while he was in jail.The one that turned him in, I guess.Well,when day is done, I go to bed, I place my hands beneath my head, close my eyes, hold the twilight blues, and board my dream train home to you, a prison cell.It's a living hell, and each coming night, we dread how long we'd pine for the love divine, and the tune of the living dead.The walls are high, and they're so bright, and I escape them.And most every night, I close my eyes, hold the twilight blues, and board my dream train back home to you.And then he was released.And about six months later, he come back, and he wrote this song.Well, I was sprung from jail after doing six years.My baby met me, I asked for tears.I was a sickin' mom, and I held tight.She said, kiss me, daddy, everything's all right.Have you been true to me, baby?She said, I've been gone.She said, take it for your daddy.She said, it's gone too long.You may be right, and you may be wrong.But you've been out of circulation just a little too long.Well, come on, baby, let's not see the night.Let's go out.I forgot that song.Let's sing.It's impossible for me to forget anything.Let's see.Come on, baby, let's sing.I know a place not far from here.Where we'll survive, can I ask Colby?Where we'll jump in the car and be ready for miles.We haven't been together in a long, long while.I don't care what you did, what has gone.Just keep it in mind.Your daddy's back home.Home, home, home.Did we do that home happy song?Your home is happy?Were you happy?Are you happy wherever your home's at?The way out of the room is not through the door.Because then you just go into another room,which leads into another room, which leads into a bigger room.And you're still inside your cage, man.And you're still inside your cage.Yeah, that's not the way out.The way out is through the door.When did you take up the guitar?When you, before you went into prison or after you got out?Or while you were in?While I was in.You took it up while you were in?Yeah.And you composed songs in prison?Yeah, most of them today, I just composed them right here, though.What kind of songs did you compose in prison?Um, I was so smart when I was a kid that I learned that I was dumb.Um, I was so smart when I was a kid that I learned that I was dumb.I was so smart when I was a kid that I learned that I was dumb.That's beautiful.That's just the way it is with everyone, not just me.That's just the way it is with everyone, not just me.You're taught that you can't.They even teach you the words.They give you the words, take all the words away.And don't think in right and wrong, just think in truth.And all the answers are there.The sound of one hand clapping is simply the sound of one hand clapping.There are no big answers.All the big colleges that we've been building,All the big colleges that we've been building,All the big colleges that we've been building,they're the people the other way.The smartest people in the world are really the most cut off.The smartest people in the world are really the most cut off.Mm-hmm.It's just common people, man, with the soul.Mm-hmm.They're really moves, you know.