Well your head hangs below the ground
Oh lordy, lordy
Well I think that's where you were found
And so they tell me that you ain't my friend
I'm a loss to yourself, I'll assure you again
When you cry me some real tears I'll be on the run
You come near me now girl
I'll go get me a gun
I've never been to prison
I don't know why
I'ves stared death down in it's chambers baby
Eye to ey
If prison is a cell
Then it's raging in my blood
This is a song from the heart, ain't nothing else