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Ten years in jail was the sentence that they handed down
I didn't like the odds that I would last that long
They turned their back and I was gone, gone, gone
Just turned 18 and I'm looking at some real hard time
But I see it fadin' in my rear view mirror
Now its just me and these white lines
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Lord only knows where I'm going
Can't remember the places I've been
Or tell me if I'll ever make it home again
Apart from these troubles a mother's all I leave behind
Says I remind her of my father but hell if I know
He left town when I was three years old
Oh, she did the best she could
I can't help but feel I'm doing her wrong
She'll be much better off now that I'm gone
I don't much feel like hanging around
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I can't believe how bright the stars are shining
But then I can't recall the last time I looked into the sky
And it seems to me if I make it 'cross the county line
Maybe my life will turn out fine
Ten years in jail was the sentence that they handed down