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Jailhouse Lyricsby Aaron Neville Buy album CD: Tell It Like It Is ( A. Neville ) Too many, too many mornings, gotta wake up soon Too many, too many mornings, whoa Lord gotta wake up soon Oh and eat my breakfast by the light of the moon It was late, very late last summer, when I first got my time Whoa it was late, very very late last summer you know when I, I first got my time My buddy got one hundred years, thank the Lord I just got ninety-nine If you see, if you see my Mama, won't you tell her this for me Lord, if you see , if you see my dear old mother, won't you please tell her this for me I got a long long time and Lord knows when I'm gonna be free You know they come up here a skippin' and a jumpin' but you know that they won't last long Lord, they come up here a skippin' and a jumpin', but you know that they won't last long One day they're gonna wish they were a baby boy in their mothers arms You know they're always, always talking about dangerous blue Whoa, you know they're always talking about dangerous blue If I had my big old pistol, you know I'd be dangerous too Twelve jury men found me guilty, the doorman looked me up and down Lord, twelve jury men found me guilty, you know the doorman looked me up and down Just looked at me through the corner of his eye and said boy, you're penitentiary bound One day, one day down in New Orleans, all the girls gonna jump and shout Lord, one day down in New Orleans all the girls gonna jump and shout When them big green gates open up wide, I'll come steppin' out
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