The Red Clay Strays

Don't Time

The Red Clay Strays


Judge asked me how do you plead
Guilty your honor have mercy on me
Threw me inside the penitentiary
Charged me on a count of armed robbery

The punishment fits the crime
I'll be here a while just doin' time

I ain't lookin forward to the light of the day
They put me in the middle of a rowdy
chain gang
Bloodied hands but still swingin' away
Breakin' up dirt and that Texas clay

The punishment fits the crime
I'll be here a while just doin' time

Well two years have come two years have gone
I swear two years never felt so long
Hopin' and a prayin' for a shot at parole
Being in here's been draining my soul

The punishment fits the crime
I'll be here a while just doin' time

The punishment fits the crime
I'll be here a while
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