Christopher Daniel Gay was on a Friday In Florida, at the National Freeway Christopher Daniel Gay was on a Friday In at the Daytona International Speedway He was a on the run, made a quick escape while being in a van that was picking up state to state. He did it during a break, he hot-wired pickup
In fact, had a long history of theft trucks, He was on to Alabama for stealing someone's trailer Grand Auto He was a career criminal, who also had outstanding warrants in his home of Tennessee
It was an outstanding performance set him free
Houdini Stole a big rig, then a tour bus that to Crystal Gayle to evade a five state manhunt that wanted to put that birdy back in but they
'cause Christopher wasn't just from cops Gay was now racing a clock his was dying and was no time to be held of a cage with locks so y'all can turn up your and suck on your teeth and wag your finger like but he had to take the Little
There wasn't a single thing in his decision to from the prison His motive was to go back to his childhood home while his mom was still it a house like an old mobile camper where she was bedridden diagnosed with cancer
Sometimes, The only we're left with when a one's name is on the death list Is to for the exits and go home Christopher got the hell out of His abandonment was It his sentence can forget it
He had convictions and none were as strong as this you consider the other instance He the distance
Similar situation, it was a bizarre he escaped from the prison the first time, Not this time, but the one He his dad Cause he was dying of a mental ward Suffering from He respects Made his he was done He run He returned himself to the police
when his mom made her plea She "He knows what he was wrong, but he knows his father got long He's not a on the run He's not dangerous, our son he ain't hurt no one
He knows what done was wrong, but he knows his father got long not a fugitive on the run our son"
This no country western song.
wasn't just running from cops Christopher Gay was now a clock his was dying and there was no to be held inside of a cage locks So y'all can go on rocks And your talk like tsk tsk
Chris is stealing a tractor trailer from Wal-Mart An 18 wheeler, he's peeling rubber the takes flight down turnpikes hundred thousand dollars worth of merchandise, but it ain't worth her Ran it off the road, and it 50 yards from his moms to avoid the Thats half a field from her feeble arms
After all this The tour bus, the up trucks The tractor trailer, chases He put on the brakes and get close enough The news reporters told to lock their doors Like was a monster on the loose but there was no truth to reports.
His mom had to live And had years to serve were within shouting distance But I don't he heard her final words. I think he heard her final words.
She her plea to the TV
"He what he's done was wrong, but he knows his mama got long not a fugitive on the run He's not dangerous, my son he never hurt no one
He knows he's done was wrong, but he knows his don't got long not a fugitive on the run He's not dangerous, my son"
This ain't no country song.
The third time he escaped from a cop at a Georgia pit-stop He just slipped out of the handcuffs, he jumped ship then he off no father to visit and no mom to go home to Just an open road where he could be Little
no father to visit, no mom to go home to Just a wide open sky he could fly With no father to visit, no mom to go to an open road where he could be free Little
no father to visit, no mom to go home to Just a wide open sky he could fly With no father to visit, no mom to go to Just an road where he could be free Little
no father to visit, no mom to go home to Just a wide sky where he could fly With no father to visit, no mom to go to Just an open where he could be free Little