Fulton County Blues
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Well, I know that I am wrong, been lying all along
The truth would set me free, but the truth is I'm not me
Can't blame it on bad luck, can't tell you I'm a schmuck
Can't get myself unstuck, can't even give a fuck
I got the Fulton County blues if I go to jail
Won't get stabbed or bruised before I make that bail
Won't pay for all the evil I set forth
Won't save you or save your silly little earth
Now, putting me in jail might make the people you hate mad
But putting me in jail might make you wish you never had
Cause putting me in jail will make your biggest problem small
And putting me in jail ain't putting me in jail at all
I got the Fulton County blues if I go to jail
Won't get stabbed or bruised before I make that bail
Won't pay for all the evil I set forth
Won't save you or save your silly little earth
But honestly, you know I wish it would
And honestly, you know I wish it could
But honesty is just a broken little word
When honesty is just something you heard
So I hope you still don't mind seeing my face every day
And I hope you still don't mind me using your grandfather as prey
And I hope you still all like hearing my silly little name
And I hope you still all like having someone else to blame
I got the Fulton County blues if I go to jail
Won't get stabbed or bruised before I make that bail
Won't pay for all the evil I set forth
Won't save you or save your silly little earth
Your silly little earth
Won't save your silly little earth