Since sun-up this hammer ain't been out my grip
Ain't fussing or nothing can't afford to silp
Just biding my time, on this long prison line
There comes a chance, the screw he turns away
I hit him so hard I know he'll never wake
It's time to check out, well it's too late too stop now

Then I'm up and I'm sweating and I'm running scared
Can't blow it now, I got to use some care
Get hold of my head, else I'm dead boy, I'm dead

I'm over the fields and through the wood beyond
My only real chance is that I make the swamp
Start covering my way, afore them hounds start to bay
It's time to check out, well it's too late to stop now

You know it's just too much for one little man, yeah

Been on the run for 14 days or so
Left all them dogs behind long ago
Not even a howl, is following me now
But stone prison walls they were the death of me
My only real chance, you know I had to be free from that gang
Away to some southern land
It's time to check out, well it's too late too stop now
It's time to check out, well it's too late too stop now