Tekster:
Cash Johnny At Osteraker Prison

City jail city jail like an old scared dog I tuck my tail Bow my head and not a careless word is said Gotta sleep on the floor once more at city jail

early he appeared in court But he was sent to jail to wait to be trialed at some later date Next morning early, there came a sad report At the jail

set on her love to a hungry world They got her clothes anA the money she took And they wrote her name in the prison books Orleans Parish Prison won'

Verse 1 In a vine covered shack in the mountains. Bravely fighting the battle of time. There's a dear one who's wept through life's sorrows. It's that