We can't spend our whole lives hiding Buck
That ain't no way to live
It is time to wipe the slate clean
Ask the good Lord to forgive (forgive him Lord)
You've gotta serve your sentence without fail.
Buck, you are going back to jail
What the hell are you talking about?
Won't be scared to turn the corner
Or to open our front door
When you're on the side of justice you aint nervous of the law
Now pull yourself together because you've gone pale
Buck, you are going back to jail
I know its hard
To share a cell
When you got nothing to look at except prisoners who smell
But when you're done
When you have served your time
We'll still be young and in our prime.
Ain't been free more than a minute
Ain't had time to change my shirt
I been dreamin' of a hot meal
With you as my dessert
Bring your face close to mine and just let me inhale
Buck, you are going back to jail
Now Baby
We will call the sheriff and tell him you are turning yourself in right after church tomorrow
Blanche
It's going to be just as hard on me daddy,
Well Stella you know what its like having a husband in jail, tell him how hard it is not having Carl around.
Are you kidding?
It's a treat to have my nails done,
Have time to read a book,
Sure beats washing out his long-johns
It's a pleasure not to cook.
That's enough
Thank god those prison walls are much too tough to scale.
My darlin's nice and safe in jail.
I don't want her coming round here no more
Trish's husband's been in jail for two years now and she is miserable without her man.
At first I really missed him,
I thought I would waste away
Then I met this boy from Touson
And he owns a Chevrolet
He had a lot of things that my Joe lacked,
Like teeth and hair and cash to be exact
I've now got lots of habits I can't contain
I've gotta keep him locked in jail
Keep 'em inside, keep 'em inside
If we see 'em once a month we will be more than satisfied
Ain't that the truth, don't mean to be unkind
Can't put a price on peace of mind.
I aint like these other women
I will wait till Kingdom come
I want the world to see that I ain't married to some bum
It will be hard for us but we'll come through
I can't believe what you are asking me to do
One thing's for certain our love won't go stale
(Oh my Lord) (Jesus close your eyes)
Blanche I aint going bck
Yes Buck you're going back
Tomorrow he'll be back in jail