I've stole that money for my baby I've shot that man who shot at me   She wasn't even in the courtroom and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me   Now Lord you know that I ain't yellow but she's out there running fancy free   A lovin' up some other fellow and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me   [ guitar ]   I've stole that money for my honey I dressed her like a Christmas tree   Now she won't even write a letter and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me   In three more days they're gonna hang me now I've got it coming out at me   Oh with my last breath they'll hear me holler   Lord I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me   Well I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me