Just two years an' seven days Just one clerk in that liquor store Between me an' that front door
An' he probably had a gun Well, I reckon he was watchin' 'cause he said "Son, that'll get you one"
"One year pickin' up trash on the highway One phone call to hear your momma's heartbreak If you think it's worth it, don't let me stop you, son 'Cause that'll get you one"
She had a beer in her hand, she was comin' on strong An' I was just this close to takin' her home Things were lookin' good when we left that bar Till she stopped an' said, "That's my car"
That's when I saw the sticker That said, 'Franklin County High' Well, I didn't even kiss the girl goodbye 'Cause that'll get you five
Five years bustin' up rocks on the chain gang Pound in' and a bang straight plates in the same sink Wonderin' if I'm ever gonna make it out alive
An' those tan breaks might get me thinkin' 'bout a jailbreak Askin' my mom to slip a file in my bun cake Those bloodhounds'd probably haul me back in
Boss man climbin' down my back Won't cut me one inch of slack 'Tween that steel beam an' the ground below It'd be a nasty fall if the wind should blow
I don't see a witness an' we're up here awful high If he should lose his balance
Pumpin' that iron with the boys on the cell-block Tyin' my soap to a rope so it don't drop An' some ol' boy thinks my biceps look nice
Writin' to the governor an' beggin' for a pardon Thinkin', "That's how Merle Haggard got started" Swappin' cigarettes for momma's apple pie
Lookin' through the glass an' talkin' to my lawyer Memorizing Moby Dick an' Tom Sawyer Tellin' the parole board, I learned wrong from right Yeah, that'd get you life, yeah, that'd get you life