I'LL BE DAMNED
Lyrics by Ronnie Riddle, Music by Marty Hill
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
Damned if she will, damned if she won’t
Shakin’ like jelly got me in a jam
Well, I’ll be damned
Her daddy never liked me none
When I’d come around, he’d clean his gun
Talkin’ ‘bout the time he done
For killin’ that boy in ‘61
Thought her Maw was kinda sweet
Till she called the law on me
State man slapped them Handcuffs on
Hope she’ll miss me when I’m gone
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
Damned if she will, damned if she won’t
Shakin’ like jelly got me in a jam
Well, I’ll be damned
Never meant nobody harm
Still I’m on the county farm
Pickin’ beans and plowin’ fields
With all them boys that stole and killed
Thinkin’ bout her makes me wanna cry
Sweeter ‘n Big Al’s Apple pie
When the let me outta this cage
She’ll ‘bout be the marryin’ age
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
Damned if she will, damned if she won’t
Shakin’ like jelly got me in a jam
Well, I’ll be damned
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