High Sherrif

It was said of the sheriff of Calhoun Parrish
Not to ever touch his daughter Emily
For to look at her with lustful eyes was certain
To get you a time in the penitentiary

Yes, it was true, she was quite voluptuous
And it was true, she had eyes for me
Then one night at a dance, she walked up to me
And ask me would I meet her down by the creek

As I listened to her dangerous proposal
I thought about the high sheriff catching me
As I shook my head and quietly left the party
I heard her laugh and say, "You'll be sorry"

Then there came upon my door a loud disturbance
I opened it to the sheriff and his deputy
He said, "Son, did you molest my daughter?"
I said, "Sheriff, I don't know of what you speak"

Well, he grabbed me roughly by the collar
Then threw me sprawling out into the street
Then came days in the jail with claustrophobia
And all on account of that bitch Emily

(Well, well) well, I finally worked a bars loose from the window
And made my way into the woods of Calhoun
Late that night I came across a cabin
It was the home of Hiram Cross, a friend I knew

Would you all mind if I sat down at your table
'Cause it's been a while since I've had time to eat
And I'll pay y'all back when I'm able
But right now the high sheriff is after me

Oh, yeah
Look out, look at
Look out