The judge said stand up boy
And dry up your tears
You're sentenced to Nashville
For twenty-one years
They sent him to Nashville
To pay for his crime
For twenty-one years boy
Is a mighty long time
A year went by slowly
He wished he was dead
In that dirty prison
The floor for a bed
The girl whom he loved boys
And dreamed of each night
He wrote her this letter
Beg why don't you write
I've counted on you babe
To get me a break
I guess you've forgotten
I'm here for your sake
Yes, you know who's guilty
You know it too well
But I'll rot in this prison
Before I will tell
The moral young fellows
With hearts brave and true
Don't believe any woman
You're beat if you do
Don't trust any woman
No matter what kind
For twenty-one years boys
Is a mighty long time.
