The wind is high you can hear it cry, All the way to the cold cold moon And I heard him sigh in my heart tonight, I feel like crying too Eleven months and a day was all the judge had to say They took young Dan and locked him away Weed was his crime, young Dan did his time Thinking bout his pretty girl Mae When they gave him back his clothes and put him out on the road Pretty Mae was waitin in the car There's all kinds of free, but the best had to be That first night back in Pretty Mae's arms They shacked up in a trailer, Backed up to the sandbar in Weeping Willow creek The creek ran low, and the summer passed slow But there's never been a love so deep. Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey yo Hey Hey Hey Hey Lo
Now Deputy Ray had it bad for Pretty Mae Couldn't stand to see her with that ex-con Half a bottle of scotch, cradled in his crutch He headed out there with his blue lights on
Further yard six, he figured that would do the trick Run the bastard off down the road Then Ray would have his way, get it on with pretty Mae But first the ex-con had to go
Hey x6 yo Hey Hey Hey Hey Lo x2
Well Dan said to Ray, what brings you out this way Pretty Mae is just fixin up some grub But Ray was on a tear, Pretty Mae could hear him swear Just kept shouting and waving that gun
No time to think, underneath the sink Pretty Mae kept a piston of her own Shots were fired broken glass blown tired And only a willow would know
They found the cruiser, a car, an empty trailer By the sandbar and not another clue left behind Deputy Ray, the young Dan and Pretty Mae Somebody lived, somebody most likely died
Hey's yo Hey's Lo x2
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