Nebraska

I saw her standin' on her front lawn

Just a 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

Now the jury brought in a guilty verdict

And the judge he sentenced me to death

Midnight in 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 want to know why I did what I did

Sir, I guess there's just a meanness in this world