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I was dealin' up and down the highway
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Till they caught me with a heavy load
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They sentenced me to hard labor
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Workin' on the side of the road
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Now I don't deny I was guilty
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And I know I broke the law
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I was hungry and broke and couldn't see no hope
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And my back was up against the wall
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Now I'm right outside your window
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Honey open up and let me in
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I broke out of jail this mornin'
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And I ain't never goin' back again
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I just had to stop by for a minute
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And I can't stay long at all
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'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
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And my back is up against the wall
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I was shackled to a three-time loser
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A man named Jefferson
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One night we got to talkin'
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And I asked him what he'd done
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He said a man fell over my razor
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In the middle of a barroom brawl
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But don't you see it was him or me
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And my back was up against the wall
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Now I'm right outside your window
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Honey open up and let me in
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I broke out of jail this mornin'
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And I ain't never goin' back again
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I just had to stop by for a minute
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And I can't stay long at all
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'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
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And my back is up against the wall
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Now I'm right outside your window
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Honey open up and let me in
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I broke out of jail this mornin'
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And I ain't never goin' back again
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I just had to stop by for a minute
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And I can't stay long at all
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'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
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And my back is up against the wall
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I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
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And my back is up against the wall
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Yeah I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
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And my back is up against the wall
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Back Up Against The Wall
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Travis Tritt |