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)