Christmas In Huntsville

Warden brought a letter by the way
The stamp on the corner read "Happy Holidays"
On the back there was a Merry Christmas seal
Can't find nothing merry about Christmas in Huntsville

Judge said God have mercy on your soul
But it's hard to find God when you're laying in the hole
Lethal injection for a man I didn't kill
Ain't gonna be a Merry Christmas in Huntsville

At home they're wrapping presents, drinking eggnog by the fire
Mama's in the kitchen, putting in the pies
But sitting in this prison cell, I feel the winter's chill
Down to my last hours doing Christmas in Huntsville

Parson came and set with me a while
Said a little prayer and left me with a smile
The guards bring in my final meal
Turkey and dressing on this Christmas in Huntsville

They ask if I have anything to say
As I think of the letter they brought me yesterday
From the mother of the man I didn't kill
I hope you burn in hell on this Christmas in Huntsville

At home, the kids are crying, Daddy's praying by the fire
Mama's in the kitchen, wiping tears out of her eyes
But laying on this gurney I don't feel the winter's chill
I got my wish this Christmas, no more Christmas in Hunstville

So long and Merry Christmas, my last Christmas in Huntsville