| I held the gun I did the crime |
| I let that son of a bitch know she was mine |
| She tried to run I ran her down |
| And left her with her sins dead on the ground |
| Now I wake up to the sound of chains |
| Some days I may go borderline insane |
| But I found God in my prison cell |
| And for her and him its just another day in hell |
| Judge proclaimed that I should die |
| My mama begged but he did not bat an eye |
| They took my arm led me away |
| To the waiting room for my final judgment day |
| Now I wake up to the sound of chains |
| Some days I may go borderlin insane |
| But I found God in my prison cell |
| And for her and him its just anothr day in hell |
| I barely felt the needle at all |
| I saw the phone but the Governor never called |
| So I closed my eyes slipped off to sleep |
| And prayed to the sweet lord my soul to keep |
| And I woke up to the sound of chains |
| And I could not see the fire for all the flames |
| Saw her face and his as well |
| She said get used to this its just another day in hell |
| Yeah get used to this its just another day in hell |