When I first come down to Wichita town
I had a pocket full of Mexican smoke
Well, I sold some to a man I did not know
′Cause I was hungry and I was broke
Yes, I was hungry and I was broke
Brother, why are you here?
Brother, why are you here?
Captain Bobby Stout done found me out
And I owe the man one more year
Yes, I owe the man one more year
Well, my partner come down to Wichita town
He's gonna try and set me free
And Captain Bobby Stout done found him out
Now he stays in here with me
Yeah, he stays in here with me
Brother, why are you here?
Brother, why are you here?
Captain Bobby Stout done found me out
And I owe the man one more year
Yes, I owe the man one more year
Well, my baby, she went Chicago
My Daddy stayed down in the ground
My mamma she did go, to San Francisco
When the judge lay his gavel down
When the judge lay his gavel down
Brother, why are you here?
Brother, why are you here?
Captain Bobby Stout done found me out
And I owe the man one more year
Yes, I owe the man one more year
Writer(s): Lane M. Tietgen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
