Well, I never planned to stay Even as a kid it seemed too gray Secretly I'd wait, plotting my escape But a town like this just has a way of keeping you When papa suddenly up and pa**ed away Mama was never the same and it meant more chores for me There wasn't time to cry, we still had a farm to run Beaumont Blues #1 When I met Savannah Jean we were barely both sixteen We got to kissing quick, ended up with a kid We were scared a s hell, broke as well, but we married On the day they closed the factory, they cut us out at three With only two weeks worth of severance and a hundred heaps of misery I told my wife and little LoraBelle, “Girls, we'll make do” Beaumont Blues #2 My folks got married here, are buried here, and I carry the family name I'm proud of what they did, but dammit if I ain't doomed to do the same I ain't doomed to do the same Dear Sheriff Holloway, I never meant to murder Cody White But I saw red, shot him dead, for he had bed my wife I grabbed LoraBelle and bolted east towards Smithville I write you in surrender from the Katy House Motel Send your boys to drag me back and put me in the darkest cell Those bars won't feel no different than those city lines did to me Beaumont Blues #3 I'll two-step to the chair in dead man's shoes Beaumont Blues