Lyrics:

1977
Writers: Hal Bynum and Dave Kirby

Bet it ain't raining back home
Bet my sister's still on the phone
Bet mama's in the kitchen cooking fried chicken
Wishin' that I hadn't done wrong

Ah, mama, don't you worry about it none, now
It's gonna be all right
They're teaching us a lot of new things in here
Things like

There ain't no good in an evil hearted woman
And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James
And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi
And there ain't no good chain gang

Papa's reading yesterday's mail
Wishing that the hay was all baled
I bet ya he was wishing we could go fishing
Instead of me sittin' in jail

Ah, but papa, don't you worry about it none now
Everything's gonna be all right
They're teaching us a lesson,
I've already learning a lot already. Things like

There ain't no good in an evil hearted woman
And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James
And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi
And there ain't no good chain gang

There ain't no good in an evil hearted woman
And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James
And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi
And there ain't no good chain gang

There ain't no good in an evil hearted woman
And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James
And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi
And there ain't no good chain gang