Bet it ain't a-rainin' back home   Bet your sister's still on the phone   Bet mama's in the kitchen cookin' fried chicken   Wishin' that I hadn't went wrong      Oh, but mama don't you worry   Everything's gonna be alright   They're teachin' us a lot of new things in here      There ain't no good in an evil hearted woman   And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James   And you don't go writin' hot checks down in Mississippi   And there ain't no good chain gang      Papa's readin' yesterday's mail   Wishin' that the hay was all baled   I bet that he's a wishin' we could go fishin'   Stead of me sittin' here in this ol' damned jail      There ain't no good, no there ain't no kinda good