| They had a warrant out for me all over the country
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| And I was trying to beat the raps in Idaho
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| I was breaking into a schoolhouse Sunday morning without warning
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| When I saw the sheriff coming for me slow from down below
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| His steel gray eyes were blazing when he saw me His hand was on his gun when he rode up He said, «You killed that woman, I know you shot her, why’d you do it?
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| I’m taking you to Austin, then I’m gonna lock you up»
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| Well, he tied me with a plow line the next morning
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| And he had me deep in Texas the next day
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| A crazy screaming lynch mob waited in the streets of Austin
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| But he put me in the jail house and he threw the key away
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| A jury found me guilty three months later
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| Twelve evil men with murder in their eyes
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| They even took me out and said, «Now show us where you killed her»
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| And that wicked judge said, «Now I hereby sentence you to die»
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| But here I am far away from Austin prison
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| My friend, the jailer handed me a file
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| Now all I want between me and there are a lot of friendly people
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| And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles |