Brown County Red
I started out young with my daddy’s shotgun makin corn liquor to sell
Mama said son, there’ll be trouble to come, I thought I was doin well
I got in a bind on the Brown County line and I shot three deputies dead
I went on the run and before I was done the Ohio river ran red
I can’t tell it’s night till they turn out the light, I don’t know the day or the hour
They locked me up well in the Brown County jail and I’m gonna hang till I’m dead
Cause I painted Brown County red
The judge, he looked down, with his gavel and gown, said it’s the end of the line
In the eyes of this court you have lived by the sword, and by the sword you’re gonna die
They’ll bury me underneath that oak tree, so please carve these words in the trunk
I’ll never more kill for an old liquor still, here lies the Brown County drunk
I can’t tell it’s night till they turn out the light, I don’t know the day or the hour
They locked me up well in the Brown County jail and I’m gonna hang till I’m dead
Cause I painted Brown County red
I can’t tell it’s night till they turn out the light, I don’t know the day or the hour
They locked me up well in the Brown County jail and I’m gonna hang till I’m dead
Cause I painted Brown County red
Yes I painted Brown County red