i had a dream that i knocked off a liquor store
shot some old man and his wife
they hauled me in front of a judge and a jury
gave me twenty to life
i settled in, lifted weights in the yard
got me a couple tattoos
read the good book as i got right with jesus
kicked all the crystal and booze
but nobody loved me, everyone hated me
i just stopped giving a fuck
amber lynn wrote me letters and sent dirty pictures
and maybe a couple of bucks
i know love was hard with a man behind bars
but she never showed any tears
one sunday a month oh but that was enough
to get us through the rest of those years
the warden he said itthat i was a credit
to the correctional system indeed
so i served my time, did just over a dime
then they put me back out on the streets
amber lynn picked me up just outside of the prison
my heart beating out of my chest
and we held each other for what seemed like forever
then we jumped in her truck and we left
oh, we jumped in her truckand we left
we danced in the moonlight, slept under the stars
singing sweet love songs all the while
she practiced her numbersand played with her stones
while i sipped on my coffee and smiled
but I woke with a start and a pain in my heart
as it dawned on me this was a dream
and that there'd never been any conjugal visits
and she didn't write no letters to me
light a cigarette as i burn with regret
o'er the loss of my sweet amber lynn
i'd smile through the hell of two decades in jail
if it meant i could see her again
oh i wish i could see her again!