NEBRASKA
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Nebraska
. Atlantic City
. Mansion On the Hill
. Johnny 99
. Highway Patrolman
. State Trooper
. Used Cars
. Open All Night
. My Father's House
. Reason to Believe
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Nebraska
I
saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton
Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died
From
the town of Lincoln, Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
I
can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The
jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff
when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap
They
declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world.
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