Bobby pleaded guilty to the charges that they read
As they lead him from the courtroom, a young voice turned his head
A little boy, dressed in blue, was standing at the rail
He said "I hope they kill you, I hope you go to hell"
They locked Bobby in a jail with forty other men
They all knew what he'd done, and they were glad to take him in
They'd all seen the headlines about Bobby and his wife
How they loved each other, and how he took her life
Day after day, he sat alone
Night after night, they'd hear him sing his song (he'd sing)
Chorus:
Baby, I'll t