High Sheriff
It was said of the sheriff to Calhoun Parish
Not to ever touch his daughter Hanna-Lee
For to look at her with lustful eyes was certain
To get you a time in the penitentiary
It was true, she was quite voluptuous
It was true, she had eyes for me
Then, one night at a dance, she walked up to me
And asked me would I, please, meet her down by the creek
As I listened to her dangerous proposal
I thought about the high sheriff catching me
As I shook my head and quietly left the party
I heard her laugh and say: You'll be sorry
There then came upon my door, a loud disturbance
I opened it to the sheriff and his deputy
He said: Son, did you molest my daughter?
I said: Sheriff, I do not know of what you speak
Then he grabbed me roughly by the collar
And he flung me sprawlin' out into the street
There were days in the jail with claustrophobia
And all on account of that bitch Hanna-Lee
When I finally worked a bar loose from my window
And I made my way into the woods of Calhoun
Late at night I came upon a cabin
It was the home of Harham Cross, a friend I knew
Would y'all mind if I sat down at your table
'Cause it's been a while since I've had time to eat
And I'll pay y'all back when I'm able
But right now, the high sheriff is after me
O Xerife
Diziam do xerife de Calhoun Parish
Pra nunca tocar na filha dele, Hanna-Lee
Pois olhar pra ela com olhos lascivos era certo
Te levar pra um tempo na penitenciária
Era verdade, ela era bem voluptuosa
Era verdade, ela tinha olhos pra mim
Então, uma noite numa dança, ela veio até mim
E perguntou se eu poderia encontrá-la perto do riacho
Enquanto ouvia sua proposta perigosa
Pensei no xerife pegando eu
Enquanto balançava a cabeça e saía da festa
Ouvi ela rir e dizer: Você vai se arrepender
Então, houve uma grande confusão na minha porta
Eu abri e era o xerife e seu ajudante
Ele disse: Filho, você molestou minha filha?
Eu disse: Xerife, não sei do que você tá falando
Então ele me agarrou com força pela gola
E me jogou pra fora, caindo na rua
Foram dias na cadeia com claustrofobia
E tudo por causa daquela vadia, Hanna-Lee
Quando finalmente consegui soltar uma barra da janela
E fui me embrenhando na floresta de Calhoun
Noite alta, encontrei uma cabana
Era a casa de Harham Cross, um amigo que eu conhecia
Vocês se importam se eu sentar à mesa de vocês?
Porque faz tempo que não tenho tempo pra comer
E eu vou pagar vocês quando puder
Mas agora, o xerife tá atrás de mim