Where Do I Hide

Got a criminal record, I can’t cross state lines
First on the bad list, and you’re last on mine
Lookin' for a scapegoat, long past due
Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you
I still hear him screaming «Where do I hide?»
And he asks and I say «Hurry inside»
He said, she said, no she don’t
Be back before morning, You know she won’t
I remember that summer, like yesterday
And I remember his mother, as he was dragged away
I still hear him screaming «Where do I hide?»
And he asks and I say «Hurry inside»
A whole lot of memories, yours and not mine
And he asks and I say «Hurry inside»
Got a criminal record, I can’t cross state lines
First on the bad list, and you’re last on mine
Lookin' for a scapegoat, long past due
Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you
I still hear him screaming «Where do I hide?»
And he asks and I say «Hurry inside»
A whole lot of memories, yours and not mine
And he asks and I say «Hurry inside»
«Where do I hide?»