Ol' Red

Well I caught my wife

With another man

And it cost me 99

On Georgia in a prison

Close to the Florida line

Well I've been here for twelve long years

I finally made the warden my friend

And sentenced me

To a life of ease

Takin' care of Old Red

Now old Red he's the damdest dog

That I've ever seen

Got a nose that can smell

A two-day trail

He's a four-legged tracking machine

You can consider yourself

Mighty lucky

To get past the gators and the

Quicksand fence

But all these years that I've

Been here and nobody got past Red

And the warden sang

"Come on somebody

Why don't you run

Old Red's itching to have a little fun

Get my lantern

Get my gun

Red will have a treat

For the morning come "

Well I paid off the guard

And I slipped out a letter

To my cousin up in Tennessee

Oh and he brought down

A blue-tick hound

She was pretty as she could be

Well they pinned her up

In the swampland

About a mile just south of the gate

When I'd take old Red for his evening run

Let go away

And the warden sang

"Come on somebody

Why don't you run

Old Red's itching to have a little fun

Get my lantern

Get my gun

Red will have a treat

For the morning come "

Well old Red he got real used to seeing

His lady every night

And so I kept him away

For three or four days

And waited til the time got right

Well I made my run

With the evening sun

And I smiled when I let old Red out

Cause I was headed north to Tennessee

And old Red was headed south

And the warden sang

"Come on somebody

Why don't you run

Old Red's itching

To have a little fun

Get my lantern

Get my gun

Red will have treat

For the morning come "

Now there's red-haired blue ticks

All in the south

Love got me in here

And love got me out