Nebraska

I saw her standin?on her front lawn

Just twirlin?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 to the badlands of Wyoming

I killed everything in my path

I can抰 say that I抦 sorry

For the things that we done

At least for a little while sir

Me and her we had us some fun

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 chest

Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir

And snaps my poor head 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抎 be hurled

They wanted to know why I did what I did

Well sir I guess there抯 just a meanness in this world