Wish I was a babe in my mama's arms
Wish I was a babe in my mama's arms
Wish I was a baby in my mama's arms
Wouldn't-a been here working on the County Farm
I'd rather be broke and out of doors
I'd rather be broke and out of doors
I'd rather be broke, lord, and out of doors
Than to be here working on the police roll
Some got six months and some a year
Some got six months and some a year
Some got six months, lord, and some a year
Poor me, poor me got lifetime here
They put me in jail, wouldn't let me be
They put me in jail, wouldn't let me be
Put me in jail, would not let me be
They said I killed old Leroy Lee
Yeah, lord, oh lordy lord
Oh lord, oh lord, lordy lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lordy lord
The gal I love treat me like a dog
And I hate to hear that big bell dong
I hate to hear that big bell dong
I hate to hear, lord, that big bell dong
'Poor boy, poor boy, you're going on
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