That old white-haired judge in Dallas,
Didn't pay my story no mind.
They're takin' me down to Huntsville,
I'm bringin' in a load of time.
They caught me on a caper that I'd planned for days,
And proved everything I done.
I'm on my way to Huntsville,
But I'm lookin' for a chance to run.
My hands don't fit no choppin' pole,
And cotton never was my bag.
The man better keep both eyes on me,
Or they're gonna lose ol' Hag.
Chorus:
Yeah, it ain't so far to Mexico,
That I can't find my way.
They're takin' me down to Huntsville,
But I'm not gonna stay.
They got me chained in leg irons,
I guess they got a good excuse.
They know I'm gonna run the first chance I get,
'Cause they're never gonna cut me loose.
And I don't really care if they shoot me down,
I'll never be free again.
I've got two long life terms to do,
Both runnin' end on end.
[repeat chorus]
[Thanks to Aaron Rider for corrections]
Didn't pay my story no mind.
They're takin' me down to Huntsville,
I'm bringin' in a load of time.
They caught me on a caper that I'd planned for days,
And proved everything I done.
I'm on my way to Huntsville,
But I'm lookin' for a chance to run.
My hands don't fit no choppin' pole,
And cotton never was my bag.
The man better keep both eyes on me,
Or they're gonna lose ol' Hag.
Chorus:
Yeah, it ain't so far to Mexico,
That I can't find my way.
They're takin' me down to Huntsville,
But I'm not gonna stay.
They got me chained in leg irons,
I guess they got a good excuse.
They know I'm gonna run the first chance I get,
'Cause they're never gonna cut me loose.
And I don't really care if they shoot me down,
I'll never be free again.
I've got two long life terms to do,
Both runnin' end on end.
[repeat chorus]
[Thanks to Aaron Rider for corrections]