Текст песни molly hatchet - The Price You Pay
molly hatchet - The Price You Pay слова песни
There`s a small jail in Georgia you all know,Where the sun`s so hot and the daylight don`t show.Where the moccasin she rests on a soft bed of sand,You can hear the hound dog howling out the land.Chorus:It ain`t the way I wanted it.But Lord that`s the price you pay.I said jailer bring me water for my throat is dry,Four walls, steel bars, I`ve been watching passersby,I`ve been sitting here so long I`m starting to cry,The hangman`s coming, I`m surely going to die.Chorus:It ain`t the way I wanted it.But Lord that`s the price you pay.Oh, honk on it, boy,A little jail cell blues here.LEAD BREAKI shot a man in Macon over a poker game,I killed another in Atlanta just to build my fame,Well, now I hear the hammers they`re pounding out my name.It ain`t the way I wanted it.But that`s the price you pay.It ain`t the way I wanted it.But Lord that`s the price you pay.Hey jailer, how about that water my throat`s still dry,Four walls, steel bars, I`ve been watching passersby,I`ve been sitting here so damn long I`m starting to cry,The hangman`s coming I`m surely going to die.It ain`t the way I wanted it.But Lord that`s the price you pay,(REPEAT),It ain`t the way I wanted it, But Lord that`s the price you pay.Oh, you done out of rope son.