Got a criminal record, I cant cross state lines First on the bad list, And your last on mine Looking for a scapegoat, Long past due Walking down the aisle, Starring straight at you
I still hear him screaming,"Where do i hide?' And now he asks and i say,"Hury get inside"
He said, She said, No she dont Be back befor morning, And you know she wont Well i remember that summer, Like yesterday And i remember his mother, As he was dragged away
I still hear him screaming,"Where do i hide?" And now he asks and i say,"Hury get inside" A whole lot a memory, Yours and not mine And now he asks and i say,"Hury get inside"
Got a criminal record, I cant cross state lines First on the bad list, And your last on mine Looking for a scapegoat, Long past due Walking down the aisle, Starring straight at you
I still hear him screaming,"Where do i hide?" And now he asks and i say,"hurry get inside" A whole lotta memory, Yours and not mine And now he asks and i say,"hurry get inside"