Huntsville

That old white-haired judge in Dallas

Didn't pay my story no mind

They're taking me down to Huntsville

I'm bringing in a load of time

They caught me on a caper that I planned for days

And proved everything I've done

I'm on my way to Huntsville

But I'm looking for a chance to run

My hands don't fit no chopping pole

And cotton never was my bag

The man better keep both eyes on me

Or they're going to lose old Hag

It ain't so far to Mexico

That I can't find my way

They're taking me down to Huntsville

But I'm not gonna stay

They got me chained in leg irons

I guess they got a good excuse

They know I'm gonna run the first chance I get

'Cause they're never gonna cut me loose

And I really don't care if they shoot me down

I'll never be free again

I've got two long life turns to do

Both running and don't end

It ain't so far to Mexico

That I can't find my way

They're taking me down to Huntsville

But I'm not gonna stay