Wanda Jackson - Riot In Cell Block lyrics

On July the second, 1953 I was serving time in Tahatchopee Four o'clock in the morning I was sleepin' in my cell I heard a whistle blow And I heard somebody yell There's a riot goin' on There's a riot goin' on There's a riot goin' on Up in cell block number nine The trouble all started up in cell block #4 It spread like fire across the prison floor Warden came in with a big tommy gun Bang-bang-bang, tryin' to stop our fun The warden said, come out With your hands up in the air If you don't stop this riot You're all gonna get the chair Two-gun Mathilda said It's too late to quit Pa** the dynamite Molly 'Cause man, this fuse is lit They called the state militia To help them win the fight Drove up to the prison In the middle of the night Each and every trooper He looked so tall and fine All the chicks went crazy Up in cell block number nine