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You're Going Back to Jail
Melissa Van Der Schyff, Claybourne Elder, Marissa McGowan, Alison Cimmet & Garret Long
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We can't spend our whole lives hiding, Buck
That ain't no way to live
It is time to wipe the state clean
Ask the good lord to forgive
Praise the lord (Thank you Jesus)
You gotta serve your sentence without fail
Buck, You are going back to jail
What the hell are you talking about?
Won't be scared to turn a corner
Or to open our front door
When you're on the side of justice
You ain't nervous of the law
Now put yourself together because you've gone pale
Buck, you are going back to jail
But baby, you don't know what it's like in there
I know it's hard to share a cell
When you got nothin' to look at
Except prisoners who smell
But when you're done
When you have served your time
We'll still be young and in our prime
Ain't been free more than a minute
Ain't had time to change my shirt
I've been dreaming of a hot meal
With you as my dessert
Bring your face close to mine and just let me inhale
Buck, you are going back to jail
Now baby
We'll call the sheriff and tell him you're
Turning yourself in right after church tomorrow
Blanche
It's gonna be just as hard on me, daddy
Well Stella, you know what it's like having a husband in Jail
Tell him how hard it is not having Carl around
Are you kidding?
It's treat to get my nails done
And have time to read a book
Surd beats washing out his long Johns
It's a pleasure not to cook
Ok, that's enough
Thank god those prison walls are much to tall to scale
My darling's nice'n safe in jail
I don't want her coming round here no more
Well, Trish's husband's been in jails two
Years now and she is miserable without her man
Mm... uh...
At first I really miss him
I thought I would waste away
Then I met this boy form Tucson
And he owned a Chevrolet
Oh no
He had a lot of things that my Joe lacked
Ok Trish
Like teeth and hair and cash to be exact
I think you're done
I've now got lots of habits I can't curtail
I gotta keep him looked in jail
Keep 'em inside, keep 'em inside
If we see 'em once a month
We will be more than satisfied
Ain't that the truth don't mean to be unkind
Can't put a price on peace of mind
Blanche
I ain't like these other women
I will wait 'til kingdom come
I want the world to see that
I ain't married to some bum
It will be hard for us but we come through
I can't believe what you are asking me to do
One thing's for certain our love wont't go stale
Jesus, close your eyes
Blanche I ain't going back
Yes Buck you're going back
But
Tomorrow he'll be back in jail