Cat. #0953 (MFH #303) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on February 9, 1970
VERSE 1
I'm not in your town to stay
Said, a lady old an' gray
To th Warden of the penitenery
I'm not in your town to stay
I'll soon be on my way
I am here to get my baby out'a jail
Yes, Warden, I'm here to get my baby out'a jail
VERSE 2
I've tried to raise im right
I prayed both, day an' night
That he never follow footsteps of his Dad
I've searched both, far an' wide
Some said, that he had died
But now I found by baby here in jail
VERSE 3
Just five years ago today
My husband passed away
He was laid beneath th snow so cold so white
I vowed to keep his ring
His gold watch an' his chain
But I'm here to get my baby out'a jail
Yes, Warden, you know I want my baby out'a jail
VERSE 4
I will pawn you my watch
I will pawn you my chain
I will pawn you my gold diamond ring
I will wash all your clothes
I will scrub all your floors
If that will get my baby out of jail
VERSE 5
Then I heard th Warden say,
To th lady, old an' gray
I will bring your baby boy, to your side
Two iron gates, swing wide apart
Held her darlin' to her heart
Then she kissed her darlin', then she died
Yes, smilin', in th arms of her darlin' there she died