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Huntsville
Merle Haggard, Red Simpson/Tree Publishing Co., BMI
That old white-haired judge in Dallas
Didn't pay my story no mind
They're taking me down to Huntsville
I'm bringing in a load of time
They caught me on a caper that I'd planned for days
And proved everything I'd done
I'm on my way to Huntsville
But I'm looking for a chance to run
My hands don't fit no chopping pole
And cotton never was my bag
The man better keep both eyes on me
Or they're gonna lose their tag
Well, it ain't so far to Mexico
That I can't find my way
They're taking me down to Huntsville
But I'm not gonna stay
They got me chained in leg-irons
I guess they got a good excuse
They know I'm gonna run first chance I get
So they're never gonna cut me loose
And I really don't care if they shoot me down
I'll never be free again
I've got two long life terms to do
And they're both running end on end
Yeah, it ain't so far to Mexico"
That I can't find my way
They're taking me down to Huntsville
But I'm not gonna stay
