State of Georgia

Down in old Savannah 
Shots rang through the night 
A man lies pistol-whipped in the corner 
A cop crumbles in the streaking light 

Now they see me mollyhockin' over the haystack now 
See me swimming with a bow-legged hound 
Detective-man he do what he got to do 
When a black man shoot a white man down 

Now they want retribution 
Don't like trouble of this kind 
Round up all the witnesses and suspects and accuse them of lesser crimes 

Now they see me mollyhockin' over the haystack now 
See me swimming with a bow-legged hound 
Detective-man he do what he got to do 
When a black man shoot a white man down 

So now we callin' up Lady of Justice 
Tell her we need her medicine 
I'm about to be killed by the State of Georgia 
And it don't matter if I’m innocent 

There were pieces that were gone 
Little city got it wrong 
This is a trial that should of not please the court 

Oh jumpin' jehosaphat 
Where you gonna turn 
The system has done failed you 
It'll fail the next hang bird

All were asking for is a true day in court 
After nineteen years on a death row bed 
Seven of nine say they gave false witness at the time 
But the judge he still want me dead 

There was no physical weapon or murder evidence 
No appeal, no clemency 
Judge said willing I was only fit for killing 
Not worthy to believe in God, or Him in me 

There were pardons and paroles 
No one ever seems to know 
It's just a black hole of expediency 

I'm about to be killed by the State of Georgia 
No it don't look good for me
'Cause I'm about to be killed
I'm about to be, I'm about to be killed