Pickin On' Southern Rock feat. Blake Shelton Lyrics
"Ol' Red"

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Well I caught my wife with another man
And it cost me 99 on a prison farm
In Georgia close to the Florida line
Well I've been here for two long years
I finally made the warden my friend
And so he sentenced me to a life of ease
Takin' care of ol' red now ol' red
He's the damnedest dog that I've ever seen
Got a nose that can smell a two day trail
He's a four legged trackin' machine
You can consider yourself mighty lucky
To get past the gators in the quicksand fence
But all these years that I've been here ain't nobody got past red

And the warden sang
Come on somebody why don't you run
Ol' red's itchin' to have a little fun
Get my lantern get my gun
Red'll have you treed 'for the mornin' comes

Well I payed off the guard
And I sent out a letter to my cousin up in Tennessee
And he brought down a blue tick hound she was pretty as she could be
Well they pinned her up in the swamplands
'Bout a mile just south of the gate
Well I'd take ol' red for his evenin' runs
I'd just drop him off and wait

And the warden sang
Come on somebody why don't you run
Ol' red's itchin' to have a little fun
Get my lantern get my gun
Red'll have you treed 'for the mornin' comes

Now ol' red got real used to seein' his lady every night
So I kept him away for three or four days
And waited 'til the time got right
Well I made my run in the evenin' sun
And I smiled when I heard let red out
'Cause I was headed north to Tennessee and ol' red was headed south

And the warden sang
Come on somebody why don't you run
Ol' red's itchin' to have a little fun
Get my lantern get my gun
Red'll have you treed 'for the mornin' comes

Now there's red haired blue ticks
All in the south
Love got me in here
And love got me out