Lyrics:
1971 album Someday We'll Look BackWriter(s): Harlan Howard, Red SimpsonThat old white haired judge in DallasDidn't pay my story no mindThey're takin' me down to HuntsvilleI'm bringin' in a load of timeThey caught me on a caper that I planned for daysAnd proved everything I doneI'm on my way to HuntsvilleBt I'm looking for a chance to runMy hands don't fit no choppin' poleAnd cotton never was my begThe men better keep both eyes on meOr they're gonna lose old HagHey there ain't so far to MexicoThere I can find my wayThey're takin' me down to HuntsvilleBut I'm not gonna stayThey got me chain and leg ironsI guess they got a good excuseThey know I'm gonna run the first chanceI get cause they never gonna cut me looseAnd I really don't care if they shoot me downI'll never be free againI've got two long life turns to doBoth runnin' in the endHey there ain't so far to MexicoThere I can find my wayThey're takin' me down to HuntsvilleBut I'm not gonna stay