Intro: I'm sittin' in the Knoxville Courthouse I ain't got a thing to do I don't wanna go to the movies I couldn't if I wanted to I'm on trial for lovin' you Now this all started in a honky tonk Just the other side of town A girl comes in, takes a stool by me Orders gin and drinks it down She lit up a cigarette, sexy lady turned around Well she says my name is Janie And asked me what was mine I answered Hank as I walked to the jukebox And dropped in a dime I checked out her short dress and low neckline Well we danced for 5 or 10 minutes And I held her close to me I kissed her lips and I squeezed her hips And I judged her about 23 She whispered in my ear, I said Yessiree Now the scene is a little motel Out on the state highway There in room 12 a little love is about to take place When the state trooper breaks down the door Shines a flashlight in my face Change Key to I said what the hell is this as another man and woman come in And the girl I'm with starts cryin' and screamin' and she runs over to them She says thank god you're here, he tried to hurt me momma I said now you don't mean The cop said son the girl is 17 So that's why I'm in the Knoxville Courthouse And the judge passed a sentence on me And it's 10 long years for statutory rape In the state penenitiary Lord I can't believe this has happened to me So the next time you give a girl the eye and She gives you that certain little smile Just remember under that woman's breast Might beat the heart of a child So let yourself be warned to help a mixed up kid go wild This story happens a lot, it's true But you better hope I don't happen to you