Max Childress - Tennessee Bandits Lyrics

This didn't make much sense to her
The gallows judge did think
For why would one man sacrifice himself for someone's drink
As she lays in her morticianer's robes
She heard a handgun scream
And she found those bandits to be more ferocious than they seemed

In the tavern on the side of town
Forming was a parade
To celebrate the bookbinder who'd recently been saved
The gallows judge had not shown up for two weeks, so it seemed
They'd made off with her jewelry, those Tennessee thieves

On the courthouse steps, the flutist jests
'Twas me who did the crime
Onlookers cried and bowed their heads
Fore it's much too soon a time
A drowsy man stands up and says "To them, I have to hand it
There's no one quite severe as those Tennessee bandits."

It's said sometimes that outlaw group rode free chasing the sun
Never getting any punishment for doin' the things they've done
True, some they rode their ponies, and full of pride they beamed
For no one could get their hands on those Tennessee thieves