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Intro harmonica:
I saw her standin' on her front lawn
Just a-twirlin' her baton
Me and her went for a ride, sir
And ten innocent people died
From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska
With a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry
For the things that we done
At least for a little while, sir, me and her we had us some fun
Now the jury brought in a guilty verdict
And the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom
With leather straps across my chest
Sheriff, when the man pulls that switch, sir
And snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby
Is sittin' right there on my lap
They declared me unfit to live
Said into that great void my soul be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Sir, I guess there's just a meanness in this world
Ouh ouh ouh ouh
Details
GeneratedJan 1, 2026
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
Acoustic guitar harmonica, intimist song male singer emotion backing voice harmony vocals style Jeff Fontana
Credits
Prompt by
Jeff Fontana
Jeff Fontana ModelAria v5
