we were breaking, Yeah breaking rocks and backs all day underneath the burning rays, of the sun, and we were cursing, Yeah cursing as the cars roll by, underneath the watchful eye, of a gun, gonna send me back to the state pen I know gonna send me back to the state pen i know never look for trouble but its an easy friend gonna send me back to the state pen trouble's always waitin for me outside my door trouble's always waitin for me outside my door I ain't never been one to hide, but trouble's always waitin’ outside took a trip down to the corner store last night took a trip down to the corner store last night ran out of smokes and I needed more, took a trip down to the corner store local preacher man walked out of the store with gin local preacher man walked out of the store with gin I got on my knees and prayed to the lord but the preacher man just walked out the door ain't no god in the corner store no no ain't no god in the corner store no no cops and trouble outside the door ain't no god in the corner store gonna send me back to the state pen i know gonna send me back to the state pen i know never look for trouble but its an easy friend gonna send me back to the state pen (Guitar solo) And we're breaking, rocks and backs all day underneath the burning rays, of the sun, and we're cursing, at the cars rolling by, underneath the watchful eye, of a gun,