grew up in the deep South, and wore dungarees.nWe lived in a little shack, and ate bacon grease.nI slept with my sister, and she slept with my pa.nIt didn't bother my mother, 'cus we kept him in a jar.nnI ain't got no moonshine, I ain't got no wife.nOh Lord help me, rebuild my life.nSince I was a young boy, travelled far from home.nOh Lord don't let me die on my own.nnI ended up in prison, down in Tennessee.nThere were 14 bad dudes, in the cell with me.nI felt so dirty, I felt like a pig.nGot raped in the showers by Mr Big.nnNow my life's nearly over, it's been a pain.nAnd my eyes are getting bad, I didn't see that train.nNow as I lay dying, I hear coyote hoots.nBut it's two drunk Indians, and they've stole my boots.n