Ol' Red - Acoustic

Well, I caught my wife with another man

And it cost me ninety-nine

On a prison farm in Georgia

Close to the Florida line

Well, I'd been here for two long years

I finally made the warden my friend

So he sentenced me to a life of ease

Taking care of Ol' Red

Now Ol' Red, he's the damnedest dog

That I've ever seen

He's got a nose that can smell a two-day trail

He's a four-legged tracking machine

You can consider yourself mighty lucky

To get past the gators and the quicksand beds

But all these years that I've been here

Ain't nobody got past Red

And the warden sang

Come on somebody

Why don't you run?

Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun

Get my latern

Get my gun

Red'll have you treed 'fore the mornin' comes

Well, I paid off the guard, and I slipped out a letter

To my cousin up in Tennessee

Lawd, and he brought down a blue tick hound

She was pretty as she could be

Well they penned her up in the swampland

'Bout a mild just south of the gate

And I'd take Ol' Red for his evening run

I'd just drop him off and wait

And the warden sang

Come on somebody

Why don't you run?

Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun

Get my latern

Get my gun

Red'll have you treed 'fore the mornin' comes

Now Ol' Red got real used to seeing

His lady every night

So I kept him away for three or four days

And waited till the time got right

Well, I made my run with the evenin' sun

And I smiled when I heard 'em turn Red out

'Cause I was headed north to Tennessee

And Ol' Red was headed south

And the warden sang

Come on somebody

Why don't you run?

Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun

Get my latern

Get my gun

Red'll have you treed 'fore the mornin' comes

Now there's a red-haired blue ticks all in the South

Love got me in here, and love got me out