Bad Man's Blunder

Well, early one evening I was rollin' around I was feelin' kind of mean I shot a deputy down Strollin' on home and I went to bed Well, I laid me pistol up under my head He strolled along home (I took my time) And he went to bed (Thought I'd sleep some) Laid his pistol (Big twenty-two) Up under his head (I keep it handy) Well, early in the morning 'Bout the break of day I figured it was time to make a getaway Steppin' right along But I was steppin' too slow Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico. He was steppin' right along (I were a hot footin' it) But he was steppin' too slow (It was a sultry day) Got surrounded by a sheriff (boxed in) in Mexico I didn't even have a chance to see the country When I was arrested, I didn't have a dime The sheriff says Son, you're ridin' free this time Where you're goin' You won't need a cent 'Cause the great state of Texas Gonna pay your rent 'Cause where you're goin' (I think he means jail) You won't need a cent (Well, he knows I'm broke) 'Cause the great state of Texas (Yippee!) Gonna pay your rent. (I'm mighty grateful, fellas) Well, I didn't have a key And I didn't have a file Natur'lly I stayed around until my trial The judge was an old man; ninety-three And I didn't like the way the jury looked at me Well the judge was an old man (Too old) Ninety-three (entirely too old) I didn't like the way the jury looked at me. I think they were suspicious The judge and the jury They did agree They all said murder in the first degree The judge said Son, I don't know whether to hang you or not But this here killin' of deputy sheriffs has just naturally got to stop! You've got a point there, judge! It was a most unsatisfactory trial They gave me ninety-nine years On the hard rock pile Ninety and nine On the hard rock ground. All I ever did Was shoot a deputy down Ninety and nine (It could have been life) On the hard rock pile (They might-a hung me) And all he ever did Was shoot a deputy down This whole thing has sure been a lesson to me Bang! You're dead