Down By Law

Duration

3:55

Lyrics

Well I’m gonna miss my baby 'cause i couldn't make bail I don't like the kind of loving that a man can get in jail I’m down I'm sure tomorrow morning; I’ll set the world to right Tell the judge of the occurrences, of a certain Friday night I’m down Libation was the SOP, you honour, as I recall John Hennessy, the mule and me, and my baby walking tall About a 1/4 from the bottom end of the sundial turning nine A killer looking mother feels he don’t need to stand in line Now words were spoken -you know the kind of stuff you say As I leaned to touch my baby's face his chin got in the way I'm told I leaned over several times, before noticing he was there But all the lights and noise can affect one's senses to be fair I’m down Now the cops they took my wallet and they even took the mule Some glossies and my fingerprints and a statement on the duel As I asked them about their vacancies, and the condition of his jaw They showed me to my single room and said "son, you’re down by law" Down by law, down by law I’m gonna miss your birthday ‘cause I’m down by law Down by law, down by law I’m gonna miss Christmas ‘cause I’m down by law I’m down by law, down by law Gonna miss you baby ‘because I’m down by law 6 months behind the railings I’ve got nothing left to prove I’ve got the voice of Morgan Freeman narrating every move Down by law, down by law I’m gonna miss your birthday ‘cause I’m down by law Down by law, down by law I’m gonna miss Christmas ‘cause I’m down by law I’m down by law, down by law Gonna miss you baby ‘because I’m down by law