| As I was rolling across the Mississippi | |
| I stopped there and I cried | |
| No use for a man to keep a mighty river | |
| All dammed up inside | |
| I jumped bail from the Sweetwater County | |
| Now I'm on the run | |
| On my head is a five number bounty | |
| For a crime I never done | |
| Take this letter to Laredo | |
| To the one I love | |
| Tell her to stay low | |
| Beneath the stars above | |
| Her love is my only alibi | |
| It's for her love I lied | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| "Why did Frankie have to pull that trigger? | |
| Why did you have to hide? | |
| The sheriff still thinks I was standing with her | |
| It's for your love I lied." | |
| "Love will make a free man a prisioner | |
| Will make an honest man lie | |
| Love can be tough, love can be tender | |
| It's my only alibi" | |
| Take this Letter to Laredo | |
| To the one I love | |
| Tell her to stay low | |
| Beneath the stars above | |
| Her love is my only alibi | |
| It's for her love I lied... | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah... |