Dixie is a scourge and a scar
And a girl in my heart
And a state of mind
Jesus is the man with a plan...
He's a short haired Mexican friend of mine
This small town crowd will drag you down--
Can't leave your past behind
Wipers in the rain tapping out time...
Coming up on a new state line
I wanna be a jailbird
From the prison of my own damn mind
Gonna get me a fast car
Set out and see what I can find
Brick up the well of tears and disappear---
Leave myself behind
I wanna be a jailbird
From the prison of my own damn mind
Midnight, take a short cut
Through the downtown cemetary
No stepping on graves
Check the statue of the Virgin Mary
She's catching moonlight in the shadows---
Revealing spider webs
Can you see the black widow
Hung between our lady's hands?
I wanna be a jailbird
From the prison of my own damn mind
Gonna get me a fast car
Set out and see what I can find
Brick up the well of tears and disappear---
Leave myself behind
I wanna be a jailbird
From the prison of my own damn mind
Now used to be when I was young
I was so hungry for oblivion
My thoughts would linger
Like fingers in a deadly web
But in time, as sorrow showed it's face
In kind I learned to ache for grace
To work and pray to one day be
Delivered whole, alive and free
I wanna be a jailbird
From the prison of my own damn mind
Gonna get me a fast car
Set out and see what I can find
Brick up the well of tears and disappear---
Leave myself behind
I wanna be a jailbird
From the prison of my own damn mind