My name is not important
It would only make you cry
Tonight, I'll make the most of it
for tomorrow I bound to die
For the killing of a lawman
to which my innocence I claimed
They never found the killer's wrists
So instead they locked my in chains
The Warden came by with a letter
my girl had wrote to me
She said she couldn't bare to see me die
so she's leaving Tennessee
With a man I used to know
A man I used to call my friend
But my eyes didn't flood with tears
but prayed for a peaceful end
A year ago, before the judge
I stood with no alibie
So without mercy of God's Grace
He sentenced me to die
If only I had spoken
and told the Judge what was done
It wasn't me, but my brother you see
who shot him down with a sawed-off gun
So tonight as I lie in bed
the rain now, starts to fall
as my last claim to innocence
I leave this letter on the wall
"Dear Warden, Dear Mama, Dear Judge
I plead to you
Your taking the life of an innocent man
for to my brother, I remain true"