Where Do I Hide

Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list and you're last on mine Looking for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you I still hear him screaming, "Where do I hide?" And now he asks, I say, hurry inside He said, she said, no, she don't Be back before morning and you know she won't Well, I remember that summer like yesterday And I remember his mother, as he was dragged away I still hear him screaming, "Where do I hide?" And now he asks, I say, hurry inside A whole lot of memory, yours and not mine And now he asks and I say, hurry inside Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list and you're last on mine Looking for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you I still hear him screaming, "Where do I hide?" And now he asks, I say, hurry inside A whole lot of memory, yours and not mine And now he asks and I say, hurry inside Where do I hide?