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Christopher Gay was arrested on a Friday
In Florida, at the Daytona Freeway
Christopher Daniel Gay was arrested on a
In Florida at the Daytona International
He was a on the run,
Christopher a quick escape
while transported in a van
that was picking up convicts to state.
He did it during a break,
he somebody's pickup

In fact,
Christopher had a long of theft
trucks,
He was on route to
for stealing travel trailer
Grand Theft
He was a career criminal,
who also had outstanding warrants
in his home state of

It was an outstanding performance that set him

Houdini
Stole a big rig, then a tour bus that belonged to Crystal
to evade a five state that wanted to put that birdy back in jail
but they

'cause Christopher wasn't just running from
Gay was now racing a clock
his mother was
and was no time to be held
of a cage with locks
so y'all can turn up nose
and suck on teeth and wag your finger like tsk-tsk
but he had to the risk
Houdini

There wasn't a single thing sinister in his
to break the prison
His only was to go back to his childhood home
his mom was still living
it a house
more like an old camper
where she was diagnosed with colon cancer

Sometimes,
The only answer we're with
when a loved name is on the death list
Is to for the exits and go home
Christopher got the out of Texas
His abandonment was
It his sentence
can forget it

He had numerous and none were as strong as this
you consider the other instance
He went the

situation, it was a bizarre coincidence
When he escaped from the prison the time,
Not this time, but the one
He his dad
he was dying inside of a mental ward
Suffering from
He paid
Made his
When he was
He run
He returned himself to the police

That's his mom made her plea
She
"He knows he done was wrong,
but he knows his father got long
not a fugitive on the run
He's not dangerous, our son
he ain't hurt no one

He what he's done was wrong,
but he knows his don't got long
not a fugitive on the run
our son"

This no country western song.

Christopher wasn't just running cops
Gay was now racing a clock
his was dying
and there was no time to be
of a cage with locks
So y'all can go on rocks
And talk your talk tsk tsk

Chris is stealing a tractor trailer from Wal-Mart
An 18 wheeler, he's peeling rubber the takes flight down turnpikes
Three hundred thousand dollars of merchandise,
but it ain't her life
Ran it off the road, and it
50 from his moms to avoid the cops
half a football field from her feeble arms

After all stuff
The tour bus, the pick up
The tractor trailer, chases
He put on the brakes and couldn't get close
The reporters told people to lock their doors
Like there was a on the loose
but there was no truth to reports.

His mom had weeks to
And Chris had years to
They within shouting distance
But I don't he heard her final words.
I don't he heard her final words.

She her plea to the TV

"He what he's done was wrong,
but he knows his mama don't got
He's not a on the run
not dangerous, he's my son
he ain't hurt no one

He knows what done was wrong,
but he his mama don't got long
not a fugitive on the run
He's not dangerous, my son"

ain't no country western song.

The time he escaped from a state cop at a Georgia pit-stop
He just slipped out of the handcuffs, he jumped ship then he off
With no father to and no mom to go home to
Just an open road where he could be
Little

With no to visit, no mom to go home to
Just a open sky where he could fly
no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open road he could be free
Little

With no father to visit, no mom to go to
Just a wide open sky he could fly
With no to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open where he could be free
Little

no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just a open sky where he could fly
no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open road where he be free
Houdini