I'll bet it ain't rainin' back home
I'll bet your sister's still on the phone
Momma's in the kitchen, cooking fried chicken
Wishing that I hadn't done wrong
Don't you worry about us none now momma
Everything's gonna be all right, momma
They're teaching 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 bailed
I'll bet he's a-wishin' he could go fishin'
And here I am a-laying in jail
Don't you worry about us now, Papa
They're teaching us a lesson a day, we're learning pretty well, too
We've already learned a whole lot of stuff already
Lyrics by Hal Bynum and Dave Kirby.
Recorded by Waylon Jennings; Johnny Cash.
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