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Prison Farm, 1950

from Sharecropper's Sin by Stacey Sanders

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lyrics

I just knocked off the Okarche bank
Nobody to blame, nobody to thank
Four thousand dollars in a canvas bag
Adrenaline, hunger, thrust and drag
Ditch my getaway car and take a little trip
Single engine stashed on the landing strip
Gotta make dust 'for they hear the alarm
I ain't doing no time on the prison farm...Hey! Hey!

Flying in low over the Cimarron
Gotta hide out until the copper's gone
Treetop landing in a Piper Cub
I was trying to splash down in the Devil's bathtub
Branches hung up my landing gear
Boot laces wrapped around my ear
Two busted legs and a broken arm
Now I'll be shoveling shit on the prison farm...Yes, Sir!

Ten years of my life in Leavenworth
Crushed a strong man and caused rebirth
Traded my gun for a brush in hand
Now I paint locomotives and scenic land
Poured my heart into colored oil
Like a farmer tills the red clay soil
Found my muse, discovered my charm
I ain't ever going back to that prison farm...No way!

I need a passport to plan my next move
I want to travel to Paris and see the Louvre
Presidential pardon then I'll be gone
But there's a two hundred fifty thousand dollar bond
Circumstantial evidence from the state
Now I'm down in Big Mac pounding license plates
Didn't murder that man or cause him harm
But I'm back here working on this prison farm...Oh, no!

Just a chain of happenstance fifty years ago
Now I'm hitting I-40 to New Mexico
A rare vacation for this ex con
But there's a loaded down semi coming head on
It's all slow motion when you slam on the brakes
Your loves, laurels, regrets and mistakes
I looked the Devil in the eye and said, "Pardon my smarm...
At least I ain't going back to that prison farm!"...Hell no!

credits

from Sharecropper's Sin, released January 8, 2015
acoustic guitar & mandolin ~ SS
resonator ~ Billy Beck
bass ~ Dave Roberts
drums & tambourine ~ Rob Johnson
hand claps ~ SS, Billy Beck & Rob Johnson
harmony vocals ~ Mark Jacobs, Riley Jantzen & Dallas Morris

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