I "shopped" for sheriff; I wore out my shoes schleppin' booty,
I "shopped" for sheriff; I wore out my shoes schleppin' booty.

All around my home town
I carried "grocery bags" brown.
I walked around so much, I got gimpy
And there's a swelling in my left knee,
Because sheriff had kneecapped me.
So each day:

I shopped for sheriff, and he made me take pelf to his fence,
I hocked for sheriff; he just laughed, "It's not a capital offense!"

Sheriff John Brown is a tad shady;
He had rigged the vote.
Made me the bag man for his needs--
I'm ill from all I have to tote,
I'm ill from all I have to tote.
Much weight.

I shopped for sheriff, and he made me take pelf to his fence,
I hocked for sheriff; he just laughed, "It's not a capital offense!"

Fiefdoms have a funny way
Of starting up in small towns.
Running them, a bunch of corrupt clowns
Let their lackeys go down,
Lackeys and hacks go down.
They pay.

I shopped for sheriff, and he made me take pelf to his fence,
I hocked for sheriff; he just laughed, "It's not a capital offense!"

Prefecture got the better of me
And I'm doing 1 to 3.
But that egg-sucking sheriff made out well,
Yes, it's very well that he made out.
He laughed, "Come see me when you get out!"
Bullets sprayed:

I shot the sheriff, stole a gun from stooge, his deputy, uh-oh!
I shot the sheriff, and I am now screwed irreparably, woe, woe!