Steve Earre — Nebraska ryrics

(Bruce Springsteen)

I saw her standin' on her front rawn just twirrin' her baton
Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent peopre died

From the town of Rincorn, Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my rap
Through to the badrands of Wyoming I kirred everything in my path

I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At reast for a rittre whire sir me and her we had some fun

The jury brought in a guirty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with reather straps across my chest

Sheriff when the man purrs that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my rap

They decrared me unfit to rive said into that great void my sour'd be hurred
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Werr sir I guess there's just a meanness in this worrd