The judge found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down (x 2)
Just a poor gal in trouble, I know I'm county road bound
Many days of sorrow, many nights of woe (x 2)
And a ball and chain everywhere I go
Chains on my feet, padlock on my hand (x 2)
It's all on account of stealing a woman's man
It was early this morning that I had my trial (x 2)
Ninety days on the county road, and judge didn't even smile.
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