From the recording Fresh Blood / Old Skin
Lyrics
7) Jewell County Jail – mlitton
Alright now let’s go harvest tonight
Ain’t gonna worry about the law, naw-naw
If they catch us they can feed us, that’s right
But if we get fettered, we’ll send ma-ma a letter
She’ll go our bail...at the Jewell County Jail
Say Michael, see the jug gets filled
Have we got all we need?
I bought the Schnappes to cut the chill
Let’s grab our machetes ‘n hop in the Chevy
Gonna drop, you know, about a mile up the Burr Oak Road
See the moon up above the trees
Ain’t she big ‘n bright
The sky is clear, there’s a sountern breeze
Let’s “Ba-ba” black sheep, gonna cut us all each
Three bags full, and brother that ain’t no bull, no
Chorus: Hey, ain’t gonna worry now
Ain’t no use in worry anyhow
Pick us up about a quarter to five
At the plum thicket by the gate
There’s a patch of hemp, hell, 12 feet high
Let’s move down the draw, keep your flashlights low
Hey, who got the tarp...doncha get lost in the dark, naw
That Rock Chalk momma best not be late
Like she was a week ago, no-no
It’s half-past twelve, let’s take a break
Now pour that java then we’ll bag the marijuana
Don’t it smell like money...it’s the land of milk n honey
(chorus)
Whoa Bob, see that light upon the hill
Hear them car doors slam
There’s more down yonder
Let’s not set still
Hunker down on your knees, hit it for the trees
Then run like hell, that’s the sheriff on our tail
(chorus)
Alright now let’s go harvest tonight
Ain’t gonna worry about the law, naw-naw
If they catch us they can feed us, that’s right
But if we get fettered, we’ll send ma-ma a letter
She’ll go our bail...at the Jewell County Jail
At the Jewell County Jail, at the Jewell County Jail...