Ain't got a thing to do
I don't wanna go to the movies
Couldn't if I wanted to, I'm on trial for lovin' you
Now this all started in a honky tonk
Just the other side of town
A girl come in took a stool by me
Ordered gin and drank it down
She lit up a cigarette and turned around
Well, she said my name is Jeannie
And asked me what was mine
I answered Hank and I walked
To the jukebox droppin' a dime
I looked at her short dress low neck line
Well, we danced for five or ten minutes
And I held her close to me
Kissed her lips and squeezed her hips
And judged about twenty-three
Whispered in my ears, I said, "Yes siree"
Now the scene is a little motel
Out on the state highway
And there's a room for two
Love is about to take place
And a state trooper breaks down the door
Shines a flash light in my face
I said, "What the hell is this"
And another man and woman come in
And the girl I'm with starts cryin' and screamin'
And she runs over to them
Said, "Thank God you're here
He tried to hurt me mama"
I said now you don't mean
The cop says, "Son the girl is seventeen"
So that's why I'm in Knoxville courthouse
And the judge passed sentence on me
And it's ten long years for statutory rape
In the state penitentiary
Lord, I can't believe this is happened to me
So when next time you give a girl the eye
She gives you that certain smile
Just remember under that woman's breast
May beat the heart of a child
Don't you let yourself be the one
To help a mixed up kids go wild
This story happened a lot that's true
But you better hope and pray it never happens to you
I'm sittin' in Knoxville Courthouse Ain't got a thing to do I don't wanna go to the movies Couldn't if I wanted to, I'm on trial for lovin' you Now this all started in a honky tonk Just the other side of town A girl come in took a stool by me Ordered gin and drank it down She lit up a cigarette and turned around Well, she said my name is Jeannie And asked me what was mine I answered Hank and I walked To the jukebox droppin' a dime I looked at her short dress low neck line Well, we danced for five or ten minutes And I held her close to me Kissed her lips and squeezed her hips And judged about twenty-three Whispered in my ears, I said, "Yes siree" Now the scene is a little motel Out on the state highway And there's a room for two Love is about to take place And a state trooper breaks down the door Shines a flash light in my face I said, "What the hell is this" And another man and woman come in And the girl I'm with starts cryin' and screamin' And she runs over to them Said, "Thank God you're here He tried to hurt me mama" I said now you don't mean The cop says, "Son the girl is seventeen" So that's why I'm in Knoxville courthouse And the judge passed sentence on me And it's ten long years for statutory rape In the state penitentiary Lord, I can't believe this is happened to me So when next time you give a girl the eye She gives you that certain smile Just remember under that woman's breast May beat the heart of a child Don't you let yourself be the one To help a mixed up kids go wild This story happened a lot that's true But you better hope and pray it never happens to you Explain Request ×
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