The
Judge said,
Stand up, boy, and dry up your tears.
You're sentenced to
Nashville for twenty -one years.
So dry up your eyes, babe,
and say you'll be mine
For twenty -one years, babe,
is a mighty long time
Six months have gone by,
babe, I wish I was dead
This dirty old jailhouse,
the floor for a bed
It's raining, it's hailing,
the stars give no light
Oh, darling, please tell me
why you never write
I've counted the days, babe. I've counted the nights. I've
counted the footsteps. I've counted the lights.
I've counted the minutes, I've counted the stars,
I've counted a million of these prison bars.
I've counted on you, babe, to get me a break I guess you forgot,
babe, I'm here for your
You know who is guilty,
you know it too well
But I'll rot in this jailhouse before I will
tell
Come all you young fellows
with a heart brave
and true.
Don't believe any woman,
you're doomed if you do.
Don't trust any woman, no
No matter what kind, for twenty -one years,
boys, is a mighty long time.