Oh, help me in my weakness I heard the drifter say As they carried him from the court room And were taking him away Well, my trip hasn't been a pleasant one And my time it isn't long And I still do not know What is was that I've done wrong Well the judge he cast his robe aside A tear came to his eye Well you fail to understand, he said Why must you even try Outside the crowd was stirring You could hear it from the door Inside the judge was stepping down While the jury cried for more, more, more Cried for more, cried for more Hey you better leave that boy's soul alone Oh stop that passing the jury Grab me a tendon and me a nurse Oh, the trial was bad enough Yes, but this is ten times worse Just then bolt of lightning Showed the court house out of shape And while everybody knelt to pray The drifter made his escape The drifter did his escape Yeah So long
Printer Friendly Version
