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 and I got right with Jesus
Kicked all the crystal and booze
But nobody loved me and everyone hated me
I just stopped giving a f*ck
Amberlynn wrote me letters
Sent dirty pictures
And maybe a couple of bucks
I know love was hard with her man behind bars
But she never showed any tears
One Sunday a month, lord, but that was enough
To get us through the rest of those years
The warden he said it, that I was a credit
To the correctional system indeed
So I served my time, did just over a dime
And they put me back out on the streets
Amberlynn picked me up just outside of the prison
My heart beating out of my chest
We held each other for what seemed like forever
Then we jumped in her truck and we left
Oh, we jumped in her truck and we left
We danced in the moonlight
Slept under the stars
Singing sweet love songs all the while
She practiced her numbers and played with her stones
While I sipped on my coffee and smiled
I woke with a start and a pain in my heart
As it dawned on me it was a dream
And there'd never been any conjugal visits
And she didn't write no letters to me
I light a cigarette as I burn with regret
O'er the loss of my sweet Amberlynn
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..