Read Me My Rights - Brantley Gilbert

Somebody better call the law

We done took it outside we’re about to brawl

Old boy done put his hands on a woman

Where I come from son, the next thing coming is a

Ass whooping in the parking lot

About to drop this fool right in front of the cops

And I ain’t going to run

I’m proud of what I done

Yeah read me my rights, put me in cuffs

Take me downtown, barney lock me up

And I’ll do my time and raise my right hand

I’ll tell the judge that I’d do it again

Well I heard it through the grapevine

Good daddy and a husband is a-doing time

Said his wife and his kids was in the house

Some old boy broke in, man it all went south

When he dropped the hammer on his forty five

Now he’s in the pen;

twenty-five to life

I hate to say, but if it’d have been me

Well, I’d have said

Read me my rights, put me in cuffs

Yeah, take me downtown barney lock me up

I’ll do my time and raise my right hand

I’ll tell the judge that I’d do it again

If I have to put the law in my hands, yeah

Well it has time to break

Because I know right from wrong and if you cross that line

Boy all I gotta say is

All I’ve gotta say, boy

Is read me my rights put me in cuffs

Take me downtown barney lock me up

I’ll do my time and raise my right hand

I’ll tell the judge I’d do it again

Read me my rights, put me in cuffs

Take me downtown, you better lock me up

I’ll do my time and raise my right hand

I’ll tell the judge that I’d do that shit again