Frank Black
My Terrible Ways
My terrible ways, they got me in jailWhere some did succeed, I always did failBut I thought, I was fine to wait for the dayWhen I?d paid for my terrible waysMy terrible ways, they came to an endWhen a mighty deluge freed the criminal menBut I stayed in Mississippi and three souls I savedAnd so ended my terrible waysTerrible ways, terrible waysSooner or later a criminal paysAnd I?ll never have enough, enoughTo pay this offTerrible ways, terrible waysSooner or later a criminal paysAnd I?ll never have enough, enoughTo pay this offMy terrible ways, the governor forgaveOn account of three souls and account of the waveThat took my wife and baby and swept them awayAll ?cause of my terrible waysTerrible ways, terrible waysSooner or later I know I'm going to payAnd I?ll never have enough, enoughTo pay this off
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