High Sheriff

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Joe Dassin - Pop, Folk

High Sheriff

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It was said of the sheriff to Calhoun Parish Not to ever touch his daughter Hanna-Lee For to look at her with lustful eyes was certain To get you a time in the penitentiary It was true, she was quite hilarious It was true, she had eyes for me; Then one night at a dance she walked up to me And ask me would I, please, meet her down by the creek… As I listened to her dangerous proposal I thought about the high sheriff catching me; As I shook my head quietly and lеft the party I heard her laugh and say "You'll bе sorry" Then came upon my door a loud disturbance I opened it to the sheriff and his deputy He said, "Son, did you molest my daughter?" I said, "Sheriff, I do not know of what you speak." Then he grabbed me roughly by the collar And he flung me sprawling out into the street; There were days in the jail with claustrophobia And all on that kind of a bitch Hanna-Lee… When I finally worked a bar loose from my window And I made my way into the woods of Calhoun Late at night I came upon the cabin; It was the home of Jaime Cross, a friend I knew Would you mind if I sat down at your table 'Cause it's been a while since I've had time to eat And I'll pay y'all back when I'm able But right now the high sheriff is after me

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  • Tony Joe White