(Crowd Cheering) (Sirens) (Crowd chanting "Brantley") What's up Red Rocks?! Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we're about to brawl Ol' boy done put his hands on a woman Where I come from, son, the next thing comin' is a Ass whoopin' in the parkin' lot 'Bout to drop this fool right in front of the cops And I ain't gonna run Proud of what I done Yeah, read me my rights, put me in cuffs Take me downtown, Barney lock me up I'll do my time and raise my right hand I'll tell the judge, I'd do it again What's up Colorado!!? Well, I heard it through the grapevine Good daddy and a husband is a doin' time Said his wife and his kids was in the house Ol' boy broke in man it all went south When he dropped the hammer on his forty-five Now he's in the pen twenty-five to life Hate to say it, but if it'd been me I'd say Read me my rights, put me in cuffs Take me downtown, Barney lock me up And I'll do my time, raise my right hand And I'll tell the judge I'd do it again If I have to put the law in my hands Yeah, then it's bound to break 'Cause I know right from wrong and if you cross that line Boy, all I gotta say is All I gotta say Red Rocks is Read me my rights, put me in cuffs Take me downtown, better lock me up I'll do my time raise my right hand I'll tell the judge, that I'd do it again Come on Read me my rights, put me in cuffs Take me downtown, buddy lock me up And I'll do my time raise my right hand And I'll tell the judge I'd do that sh** again From the top to the bottom y'all ready to raise some hell tonight?