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