Well that judge he found me guilty of wrong doing And he sentenced me to hang in mid-July He looked down at me and said your life?s a ruin If I were you I'd break right down and cry But nobody seems to care that I ain't guilty I never did the things they said I've done But I guess they're gonna have to hang somebody And it's lookin like I'm gonna be the one So send my body home on a freight train And don't worry none that I don't go first class Send my body home on a freight train So everyone can see me when I pass And don't worry none about no fancy funeral Cause it don?t matter how they lay me down Just see they bury me out by mama's apple tree And send my body back to my home town Well, my mama was one damn hard workin woman