Lyrics:

Bet it ain't a-rainin' back home
Bet your sister's still on the phone
Bet mama's in the kitchen cookin' fried chicken
Wishin' that I hadn't went wrong

Oh, but mama don't you worry
Everything's gonna be alright
They're teachin' us a lot of new things in here

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 writin' hot checks down in Mississippi
And there ain't no good chain gang

Papa's readin' yesterday's mail
Wishin' that the hay was all baled
I bet that he's a wishin' we could go fishin'
Stead of me sittin' here in this ol' damned jail

There ain't no good, no there ain't no kinda good