I was leaning on the handle
Of my "aggie" other day.
When the "bossman" wasn't lookin'
And I heard my celly say...
"The skinny comin' down the line
Big Red plannin' a break.
I thinks I'm gonna hep him
Had 'bout all I can take."
I said, "Joe you better keep it shut,
Big Red's a plumb durn fool
Boss King is on that tower
and to run on him ain't cool."
I got ten down on twenty five-
And here I'm fifty three...
If any man's a cause to run
Why man it would be me.
But I done seen the bossman shoot..
At near five hundred feet-
He got Jones between the shoulders
And friend that's shootin' sweet.
And Red, well, he ain't too durn bright
I know he'll probably try-
And I don't care a thing for him
But I'd hate to see you die.
I heard the whistle blowing
When I was out at reck-
The bosses yellin' "On the ground!"
And I thought..."What the heck?"
And then they started shootin'
Wasn't nuthin' I could do
When one boss said, "They got the kid"
Well, Joe I knew twas you."
And Red? Well, he's in lockdown-
But so is Sunny Jim
And they'll have reck together
And Jim will do for him...
A shank will do old Red just fine
He tried to make you ride-
I tried to warn you, stupid kid
But now you've gone and died.