I've stole that money for my baby I've shot that man who shot at me

She wasn't even in the courtroom and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me

Now Lord you know that I ain't yellow but she's out there running fancy free

A lovin' up some other fellow and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me

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I've stole that money for my honey I dressed her like a Christmas tree

Now she won't even write a letter and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me

In three more days they're gonna hang me now I've got it coming out at me

Oh with my last breath they'll hear me holler

Lord I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me

Well I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me