I started out young With my daddys shotgun Making corn liquor to sell Mamma said son Therell be trouble to come I thought I was doing well I got in a bind On the brown county line And I shot three deputies dead I went on the run And before I was done The Ohio River ran red I cant tell its night Til they turn out the light I dont know the day or the hour They locked me up well in the brown county jail And Im going to hang till Im dead Cause I painted brown county red The judge he looked down With his gavel and gown Said its the end of the line You might also likeIn the eyes of this court You have lived by the sword And by the sword youre gonna die Theyll bury me Underneath that oak tree So please carve these words in the trunk Ill never more kill For an old liquor still Here in the brown county drum I cant tell its night Til they turn out the light I dont know the day or the hour They locked me up well in the brown county jail And Im going to hang till Im dead Cause I painted brown county red I cant tell its night Til they turn out the light I dont know the day or the hour They locked me up well in the brown county jail And Im going to hang till Im dead Cause I painted brown county red
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