I was born in Cincinnati
My daddy worked on the river
The work dried up back around that time
And he took us down to West Virginia
See my night trouble started early
I was stealing, gettin' in fights
Smoking and drinking by age thirteen
Skipping class and getting high
When I quit school at fifteen
My daddy put me out
My mama cried, waved goodbye
Never heard such a lonesome sound
I went to staying with my best friend's brother
Made his living cooking speed
Says a man can always get by
Who can cook it up nice and clean
So I stuck around for a couple years
'Til he was busted in '89
Was eighteen years old, out on my own
Out to get what I saw as mine
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By '92 I was twenty-one
I was back out on the street
Two whole years of county time
Charged with manufacturing
Now I was aware, come a new thing
Took like wildfire to the hills
Speed was no longer king
Now everybody was wantin' pills
Now you might say that I'm just the type
To seek his honey at the source
So me and this cat that I met back in county
We started robbin' drugstores
But Lord, we was reckless
We was high as a Tennessee pine
You gotta know a junkie's gonna let you down
It's just a matter of time
When our time come, it was midnight
Two weeks ago in Morgantown
Was knocking off a little local
Just when the clock run out
We were all packed up
Turned out to be quite a score
Had the car waitin' in the alley
Was walking out the door
Well my partner takes two steps outside
He stops and he hollers, "Police!"
With voice that I didn't recognize
Said, "Son, don't take so much, just breathe"
And then I come out over my partner's shoulder
And I squeezed off a couple shots
First time I ever pointed a gun at a man
And I done killed a cop
Now it's a fact, you can't get a bullet back
Once you've pulled the trigger
There's no way in hell
They gonna just ever stop looking for a cop-killer
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Looking back, I knew it all along
Knew we never had a chance
Right now I know it makes no difference
That I never meant to kill that man
But now I'm held up in a hotel in Canton
Surrounded by police
No way I'm gettin' out alive
There's no way I'm going free
So I'm twenty-four years old
I was trouble most of my days
But I must say that I never thought
It was gonna end this way
And of all of my regrets
Two that trouble me most
Wish I could've been better, mama
Wish I'd never took a shot of dope
So Lord, if you're listening
I never asked much of you
And I already know I ain't going to heaven
If what they say is true
Then you'll forgive me
What I'm 'bout to do