I saw her standing on her front lawn
Just a-twirling her baton
Me and her went for a ride, sir
And ten innocent people died
From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska
With a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry
For the things that we done
At least for a little while, sir
Me and her, we had us some fun
Now, the jury brought in a guilty verdict
And the judge, he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom
With leather straps across my chеst
Sheriff, when the man pulls that switch, sir
And snaps my poor hеad back
You make sure my pretty baby
Is sittin' right there on my lap
They declared me unfit to live
Said into that great void my soul'd be hurled
They want to know why I did what I did
Well, sir, I guess there's just a meanness in this world
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