Just two years an seven days,
Between me an legal age.
Just one clerk in that liquor store,
Between me an that front door.
My coat had deep pockets,
An he probbly had a gun.
Well, I reckon he was watchin cause he said Son,
Thatll get you one.
One year pickin up trash on the highway.
One phone call to hear your Mommas heartbreak.
If you think its worth it, dont let me stop you, son,
Cause thatll get you one.
She had a beer in her hand, she was comin on strong,
An I was just this close to takin her home.
Things were lookin good when we left that bar,
Till she stopped an said Thats my car.
Thats when I saw the sticker,
That said Franklin County High.
Well, I didnt even kiss the girl goodbye.
Cause thatll get you five.
Five years bustin up rocks on the chain gang,
Poundin and a bang straight plates in the same sink.
Wondrin if Im ever gonna make it out alive.
An those tan breaks might get me thinkin bout a jail break.
Askin my Mom to slip a file in my bun cake
Those bloodhoundsd probly haul me back in
An thats another ten.
Boss man climbin down my back,
Wont cut me one inch of slack.
Tween that steel beam an the ground below,
Itd be a nasty fall if the wind should blow.
I dont see a witness, an were up here awful high.
If he should lose his balance,
He might not survive.
But thatd get you life.
Pumpin that iron with the boys on the cell-block.
Tyin my soap to a rope so it dont drop,
An some ol boy thinks my biceps look nice.
Writin to the governor an beggin for a pardon,
Thinkin Thats how Merle Haggard got started.
Swappin cigarettes for Mommas apple pie.
Lookin through the glass an talkin to my lawyer.
Memorizing Moby Dick an Tom Sawyer.
Tellin the parole board I learned wrong from right
Yeah, thatd get you life.
Yeah, thatd get you life.