State Of Georgia

Down in old Savannah
Shots ring through the night
A man lies pistolwhipped in the corner
A cop crumbles in the streaking light
Now they want retribution
Don't like trouble of this kind
They round up the possible witnesses and suspects
And threaten them with lesser crimes
Now they see me mollyhawking over the haystack now
See me swimming with a bow-legged hound
Detective man he do what he got to do
When a black man shoot a white man down
Whoa jumpin' Jehosephatt
Where you gonna turn?
The system has done failed you
And it'll fail the next hangbird
They see me mollyhawking over the haystack now
See me swimming with a bow-legged hound
The Detective man he do what he got to do
When a black man shoot a white man down
So now we calling on Lady of Justice
Tell her we need her medicine
I'm about to be killed by the state of Georgia
And it don't matter if I'm innocent
Oh, there were pieces of it gone
Little city had it wrong
It was a trial that should not please the court
No, no
All I'm asking is a true day in court
After 19 years on a death row bed
7 of 9 say they gave false witness at the time
But the judge he still want me dead
Cause there was no physical weapon, no murder evidence
No appeal, no clemency
Judge said willing I was only fit for killing
Unworthy to believe in God or him in me
Oh, and of pardons and paroles no one ever seems to know
It's just a black hole of expediency
But I'm about to be killed by the state of Georgia
And it don't sound good to me