Lyrics of
Ohio

Oh me oh my-o
Robbed at gunpoint in Ohio
Now I?m gone to Louisiana
With a bulletproof bandana
I felt a little older
Child support and mortgage on my shoulder
A nasty little high dollar habit
I?m gonna lose my arm before I pull out the rabbit
Had an inclination
Instead of draggin? it out I?d take a permanent vacation
But when I lined up to talk to god
I kinds didn?t like the looks of the firing squad
Got a friend in Dallas
Got dirty little fingers but his house is like a palace
He said there?s something you should know that I know
A man can make a decent living off of suckers in Ohio