Austin Prison
They had a warrant out form e all over the country.
And I was tryin? to beat the raps in Idaho;
I was brekin? into a schoolhouse Sunday mornin? without warnin?,
When I saw the Sheriff comin? for me slow from down below.
His steel grey eyes were blazin? when he saw me,
His hand was on his gun when he rode up;
He said: ?You killed that woman,
I know you shot her, why?d you do it?
I?m taking you to Austin, then I?m gonna lock you up.?
Well, he tied me with a blow iron the next mornin?,
and he had me deep in Texas the next day.
A crazy, screamin? lynch mob waited in the streets of Austin.
But he put me in the jailhouse, and he threw away the key.
A jury found me guilty three months later,
twelve evil men with murder in their eyes.
They even took me out and said:
?Now, show us where you killed her!?
And that wicked Judge said:
?Now, I hereby sentence you to die.?
But here I am quite a way from Austin Prison;
my friend, the jailer, handed me a file.
Now, all I want between me and there,
are a lot of friendly people,
and miles, and miles, and miles,
and miles, and miles, and miles.
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