Penitentiary Songtext
von Houndmouth

I hid a batch in Frisco
I couldn′t score a job
So I did the next best thing
And I learned how to rob

I took that train to Houston
But I couldn't get away
From the five and dime about the time
The constable would say

Come on down
To the Penitentiary
Oh, mommy, the law
Came crashing down on me

Playing stud in the evening
In solitary night
Leon has the cigarettes
And Capone has got the light


Now I′m shifting squares
With a man from Arkansas
He took my rook, oh lord
And my kings about to fall

Come on down
To the Penitentiary
Oh, mommy, the law
Came crashing down on me

I'm calling from a pay phone
Down around Lawrence bend
I got me a pardon, son
Gonna do it all again

Come on down
To the Penitentiary
Oh, mommy, the law
Came crashing down on me

Come on down
To the Penitentiary
Oh, mommy, the law
Came crashing down on me


Come on down
To the Penitentiary
Oh, mommy, the law
Came crashing down on me