Truth (Alternate Version)

Well, my woman she showed up With your number on her hand Well, I thought that I might call you up So we could deal with this man to man You better tell me the truth son Now they got me here at the ballroom Walking slow and acting strong Well, I said my friend I'll give you one last chance To admit that you done me wrong You better tell me the truth son, yeah You better tell me the truth son Now they got me here at the county With his blood still on my face Well, the boys in blue they don't play no games All the sheriff said to me was that You better tell me the truth son, yeah, yeah You better tell me the truth son, yeah Now they got me here at the lock down For a crime I did commit Well, for my one call I called the number on my girl's hand To remind you not to forget You should'a told me the truth son, yeah You should'a told me the truth son You should'a told me the truth son, oh Make me beat it outta you (Should'a told me the truth) Make me beat it outta you (Should'a told me the truth)