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Well I went down to
To get my pistol outta
When I got back
My woman had gone

Yes I'm murder my baby
Wooh, if she stop cheatin' and lyin'
(I'm put a hurtin' on this woman)
I'd rather be in the penitentiary
Than to be worried out of my

Well I came last night, it was about four o'clock
The little room-side joint in the rear had just begun to
I upside so I could get a better view
I see my woman, she was doin' the too!

I said yes, I'm gonna murder my
Wooh, if she don't stop her and lyin'
(Yeah I'm gonna hurt her mornin')
'Cause I'd go to the penitentiary
Than to be worried my mind

Yeah, I don't goin', ya know!

Caught and lyin'!
I'm gonna hurt her this
out woman!

I give her all of my
Just to be nice and kind
She it all on her whiskey
Oh yes, and beer and

I said yes, I'm murder my baby
Wooh, if she don't stop cheatin' and
(Oh I'm put a hurtin' on that woman!)
I'd go to the penitentiary
to be worried outta my mind