People's Blues of Richmond - Bad Railroad lyrics

My mother told me, my father told me too, I shouldn't be here trying to sing to you, singin' these bad railroad blues. I tried to explain that I wasn't so bad but I k**ed my mother, I put a bullet in my dad, oh bad, bad railroad blues. Now I'm sittin' here singing these railer's, jailer's blues In these dirty pants and these worn out shoes but I'll get loose. (You won't keep me here very long, I'll be free again someday, you'll see again someday, I'll come back for you.) Now I've got me a pistol about as long as my arm. I'm gonna k** any man who's ever done me any harm. She's a .38 Special set on a .45 frame. How could I miss you motherf**er? I got such good motherf**in' aim and such bad, bad railroad blues. Oh, honey, honey, honey, did you take me for your fool? Did you think I wasn't leavin' here once the weather got cool? I'm gonna drink my whiskey, I'm gonna drink it in the wind, My doctor said it'd k** me but he didn't specify when. Oh, bad railroad blues.