Music: Frank Wildhorn/Don Black
We start fresh when you are free in the eyes of the law
And saved in the eyes of God
We can't spend our whole lives hiding, Buck
That ain't no way to live
It is time to wipe the slate clean
Ask the good Lord to forgive
You've got to serve your sentence without fail
Buck, you are join' back to jail
What the hell are you talkin'
Won't be scared to turn a corner or to open our front door
When you're on the side of justice you ain't nervous of the law
Now pull yourself together because you've gone pale
Buck you are goin' back to jail
Baby, you don't know what it's like in
I know it's hard to share a cell
When you've got nothin' to look at except prisoners who smell
But when you're done when you have served your time
We'll still be young and in our prime
Ain't been free more than a minute
Ain't had time to change my shirt
I been dreamin' of a hot meal with you as my dessert
Bring your face close to mine and just let me inhale
Buck you are goin' back to jail
But baby
We will call the sheriff and tell him you are turning yourself in right after church tomorrow
Blanche
It's gonna be just as hard on me, daddy
Stella, you know what it's like havin' a husband in jail
Tell him how hard it is not havin' Carl around
Are you kiddin'?
It's a treat to get my nails done
And have time to read a book
Stella
Sure beats washin' his long johns
It's a pleasure not to cook
Okay, that's enough
Thank God those prison walls are much too tall to scale
My darlin's nice and safe in jail
I don't want her comin' 'round here no more
Trish's husband's been in jail for two years
And she's miserable without her man
At first I really missed him I thought I would waste away
Then I met this boy from Tucson
And he owned a Chevrolet
That's enough
He had a lot of things that my Joe lacked
Like teeth and hair and cash to be exact
I've now got lots of habits I can't curtail
I've got to keep him locked in jail
Keep 'em inside, keep 'em inside
If we see 'em once a month we will be more than satisfied
Ain't that the truth, don't mean to be unkind
Can't put a price on peace of mind
Blanche
I ain't like these other women
I will wait till kingdom come
I want the world to see
That I ain't married to some bum
It will be hard for us but we'll come through
I can't believe what you are askin' me to do
One thing's for certain our love won't go stale
Jesus close your eyes
Blanche I ain't goin' back
Yes Buck, you're goin' back
But baby
Tomorrow he'll be back in jail