Intro (x2) verse 1 Well I was born in Bossier Parish, in Northern Louisian? Just a few miles south of Fillmore where my daddy owned some land And we were thick as a pair of thieves, my buddy Jack and me Drinkin? beer and playin? football, fishin? on them creeks Oh but now my life it seems like some old country song you know Lord I just turned 21, and there?s no chance of parole And I'm doin? life for murder, in this penitentiary Just a young man in Angola, seen the last of bein? free Solo verse 2 We graduated high school, back in ?98 Tried to live the clean life, but the clean life didn?t pay Then a friend of a friend of a friend of ours had a way to make ends meet And he gave us a crash course, in southern chemistry Oh but now my life it seems like some old country song you know Lord I just turned 21, and there?s no chance of parole And I'm doin? life for murder, in this penitentiary Just a young man in Angola, seen the last of bein? free Solo verse 3 And then one day it happened, and the wild men got the call And Jackie he?d been talkin?, with the local law They stuck him nearly fifty times and dumped him in the creek When the sheriff?s found the body, they pointed their bloody hands at me And I got a tattoo on my shoulder, I got a number on my chest The tattoo just says ?Hot?, and that?s the place I love the best, yeah Outro (x3)
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