if I could turn back the hands of time

if I could turn back the clock

I wouldn't be in the place I'm in

I wouldn't be in the dock

where's your friends when you need them most

probably hidin' under a rock

if I could undo the things I did

if I could turn back the clock



it started out like any other day

lazin' around with nothing to do

my mind started wondering onto criminal things

and how to make a dollar or two

I called the guys on my telling phone

and told them of my little scheme

we drank some beer, we ate some pills,

I shared with them my dream



I can't recall exactly how

I got to where I shouldn't have been

]my head seemed filled with hombre stuff

I fealt like I was on the screen

I drank more beer, I ate more pills

gained myself a spinning head

I raised a gun, I killed a man

I'm told it was for something he said



it's been a year since I said a prayer

but God Almighty, if your listening up there



if I could turn back the hands of time

if I could turn back the clock

I wouldn't be in this cell right now

I wouldn't be in the dock

where's your friends when you need them most

probably hidin' under a rock

if I could undo the things I did

if I could turn back the clock



misters life and death drone on

in their salutary tones

while I stand in that wooden dock

all sober and alone

the papers say it's such a crime

what's been dished to me

and people who I do not know

are banging on for clemency



now I have the best of cells

with ladies on my walls

when I'm moved they holler