Classic Poem

Well I poisoned my man
I put it in his drinking
now I'm in jail
and I can't keep from thinking
I poisoned my man
I put it in his drinking cup
Well it's easy to go to jail
but lord, they sent me up

Well I broke out of my cell
when the jailer turned his back
I broke out of my cell
when the jailer turned his back
But now I'm so sorry
blood hounds are on my track

Blood hounds, blood hounds
blood hounds are on my trail
Blood hounds, blood hounds
blood hounds are on my trail
They want to take me back
to that cold cold lonesome jail

Ohhhhh
blood hounds are on my trail
Mmmmmm
blood hounds are on my trail
They want to take me back
to that cold old lonesome jail

Well I know I done wrong
but he kicked me and blacked my
I done it in a passion
I thought it was a fashion
I know I've done wrong
but he kicked me and blacked my eye
But if the blood hounds ever catch me
in the 'lectric chair I'll die