It was said of the sheriff of Calhoun Parrish Not to ever touch his daughter Annalee For to look at her with a lustful eye were certain To get you time in the penitentiary
It was true she was quite voluptious And it was true she had eyes for me Then one night at a dance she walked up to me And asked me would I meet her down by the creek
As I listened to her dangerous proposal I thought about the high sheriff catching me As I shook my head and quietly left the party I heard her laugh and say, "You'll be sorry"
Then there came upon my door a loud disturbance I opened it to the sheriff and his deputy He said, "Son did you molest my daughter?" I said "Sheriff I do not know of what you speak"
And they grabbed me roughly by the collar And flung me sprawling out into the street There were days in the jail with claustrophobia And all on 'count of that wench, Annalee
Well I find to work a bar loose from the window And made my way into the woods of Calhoun Late that night I came upon a cabin It was the home of Hiram Cross, a friend I knew
Would ya'all mind if I sit down at your table? Cause it's been a while since I've had time to eat And I'll pay you all back when I'm able But right now the high sheriff is after me