Huntsville - Merle Haggard, The Strangers

That old white haired judge in Dallas

Didn’t pay my story no mind

They’re takin’me down to Huntsville

I’m bringin’in a load of time

They caught me on a caper that I planned for days

And proved everything I done

I’m on my way to Huntsville

Bt I’m looking for a chance to run

My hands don’t fit no choppin’pole

And cotton never was my beg

The men better keep both eyes on me Or they’re gonna lose old Hag

Hey there ain’t so far to Mexico

There I can find my way

They’re takin’me down to Huntsville

But I’m not gonna stay

They got me chain and leg irons

I guess they got a good excuse

They know I’m gonna run the first chance

I get cause they 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 turns to do Both runnin’in the end

Hey there ain’t so far to Mexico

There I can find my way

They’re takin’me down to Huntsville

But I’m not gonna stay