20 Yards

Twenty yards is a long way to run
With a stolen baby
And a loaded gun

The last twenty yards
Is a long way to go
When you're crossing the border
Into Mexico

Oh, woah
We got twenty yards
Oh, woah
Only twenty yards

Momma didn't want him
She OD'd and died
I got family waiting
On the other side

Judge says I can't have him
Cause I'm on parole
But ain't nobody gonna
Put him in a home

Oh, woah
We got twenty yards
Oh, woah
Only twenty yards

What I did to get him
You don't want to know
Left a couple Texas Rangers
In the road

Pretty sure the two of us
Are gonna be great
Once we make our escape
From the Lone Star state

Oh, woah
We got twenty yards
Oh, woah
Only twenty yards

Twenty yards is a long way to run
With a stolen baby
And a loaded gun

The last twenty yards
Is a long way to go
When you're crossing the border
Into Mexico



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Writer(s): Darrel Herbert
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