The judge said 'Stand up, boy, and dry up your tears
You're sentenced to Nashville, for twenty one years'
So hold up your head babe, and say you'll be mine
For twenty one years love, is a mighty long time
The steam from the whistle, the smoke from the stack
I know you'll be true love, until I come back
It's raining, it's hailing, the moon gives no light
Dear won't you tell me, why you never write
I counted the hours love, I counted the nights
I counted the footsteps, I counted the light
I counted the people, I counted the stars
I counted a million, of these cold prison bars
I counted on you love, to give me a break
I guess you've forgotten, I'm here for your sake
You know who is guilty, you know it too well
But I'll rot in this jailhouse, before I will tell
Come all you young fellows, with hearts brave and true
Don't trust in a woman, you're doomed if you do
Don't trust a woman, no matter what kind
Twenty one years boy, is a mighty long time
[From his album 'Country 1951-1958' disc 3]
You're sentenced to Nashville, for twenty one years'
So hold up your head babe, and say you'll be mine
For twenty one years love, is a mighty long time
The steam from the whistle, the smoke from the stack
I know you'll be true love, until I come back
It's raining, it's hailing, the moon gives no light
Dear won't you tell me, why you never write
I counted the hours love, I counted the nights
I counted the footsteps, I counted the light
I counted the people, I counted the stars
I counted a million, of these cold prison bars
I counted on you love, to give me a break
I guess you've forgotten, I'm here for your sake
You know who is guilty, you know it too well
But I'll rot in this jailhouse, before I will tell
Come all you young fellows, with hearts brave and true
Don't trust in a woman, you're doomed if you do
Don't trust a woman, no matter what kind
Twenty one years boy, is a mighty long time
[From his album 'Country 1951-1958' disc 3]