Lyrics:

Doin' hard time just got a little hotter;
Way up on the cellblock, listen to her holler:
Looky here honey if you don't keep quiet,
We're bound to start another Brushy Mountain prison riot.

Come on we're unshackled tonight,
I got a little time off for good behavior;
So let's rock it in the Brushy Mountain conjugal trailer.

All shacked up and incarcerated;
Locked down lovers just a getting reacquainted.
Bars on the window, listen to 'em rattle:
Tin can jumping like a rodeo saddle.

Come on we're unshackled tonight,
I got a little time off for good behavior;
So let's kick it in the Brushy Mountain conjugal trailer

Give me a slide out double-wide Class A trailer;
Wrap it up in razor wire and take it to the jailer.
Hurry up honey 'cause they hang me at dawn;
I wanna jive a little 'fore I put my jumpsuit on.

Early next morning, there's a knock upon the trailer;
It's old mister hangman looking for a favor:
Hey buddy with the lady if you do some introducing;
I'll call up the governor for a stay of execution.

Come on we'll liberate you tonight.
If you'll allow the pretty lady to stay a little later,
And let me in your Brushy Mountain conjugal trailer.

(I'm knocking boy)
Come on, wah-w'on...
(Repeat)