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Little Houdini

Christopher Daniel Gay was arrested on a Friday

In Florida, at the Daytona National Freeway

Christopher Daniel Gay was arrested on a Friday

In Florida at the Daytona International Speedway

He was a fugitive on the run,

Christopher made a quick escape

while being transported in a van

that was picking up convicts state to state.

He did it during a bathroom break,

he hot-wired somebody's pickupIn fact,

Christopher had a long history of theft

involving trucks,

He was on route to Alabama

for stealing someone's travel trailer

Grand Theft Auto

He was a career criminal, jailbird

who also had three outstanding warrants

in his home state of TennesseeIt was an outstanding performance that set him freeLittle Houdini

Stole a big rig, then a tour bus that belonged to Crystal Gayle

to evade a five state manhunt that wanted to put that birdy back in jail

but they failed'cause Christopher wasn't just running from cops

Christopher Gay was now racing a clock

his mother was dying

and there was no time to be held

inside of a cage with locks

so y'all can turn up your nose

and suck on your teeth and wag your finger like tsk-tsk

but he had to take the risk

Little HoudiniThere wasn't a single thing sinister in his decision

to break from the prison

His only motive was to go back to his childhood home

while his mom was still living

it wasn't a house

more like an old mobile camper

where she was bedridden diagnosed with colon cancerSometimes,

The only answer we're left with

when a loved one's name is on the death list

Is to head for the exits and go home

Christopher got the hell out of Texas

His abandonment was reckless

It prolonged his sentence

Y'all can forget itHe had numerous convictions and none were as strong as this

Unless you consider the other instance

He went the distanceSimilar situation, it was a bizarre coincidence

When he escaped from the prison the first time,

Not this time, but the one before

He visited his dad

Cause he was dying inside of a mental ward

Suffering from Alzheimer's

He paid respects

Made his peace

When he was done

He didn't run

He returned himself back to the policeThat's when his mom made her plea

She said:

"He knows what he done was wrong,

but he knows his father don't got long

He's not a fugitive on the run

He's not dangerous, he's our son

he ain't never hurt no oneHe knows what he's done was wrong,

but he knows his father don't got long

He's not a fugitive on the run

He's our son"This ain't no country western song.Christopher wasn't just running from cops

Christopher Gay was now racing a clock

his mother was dying

and there was no time to be held

inside of a cage with locks

So y'all can go on tossing rocks

And talk your talk like tsk tskMeanwhile Chris is stealing a tractor trailer from Wal-Mart

An 18 wheeler, he's peeling rubber the bird takes flight down turnpikes

Three hundred thousand dollars worth of merchandise,

but it ain't worth her life

Ran it off the road, and abandoned it

50 yards from his moms to avoid the cops

Thats half a football field from her feeble armsAfter all this stuff

The tour bus, the pick up trucks

The tractor trailer, interstate chases

He put on the brakes and couldn't get close enough

The news reporters told people to lock their doors

Like there was a monster on the loose

but there was no truth to those reports.His mom had weeks to live

And Chris had years to serve

They were within shouting distance

But I don't think he heard her final words.

I don't think he heard her final words.She made her plea to the TV"He knows what he's done was wrong,

but he knows his mama don't got long

He's not a fugitive on the run

He's not dangerous, he's my son

he ain't never hurt no oneHe knows what he's done was wrong,

but he knows his mama don't got long

He's not a fugitive on the run

He's not dangerous, he's my son"This ain't no country western song.The third time he escaped from a state cop at a Georgia pit-stop

He just slipped out of the handcuffs, he jumped ship then he took off

With no father to visit and no mom to go home to

Just an open road where he could be free

Little HoudiniWith no father to visit, no mom to go home to

Just a wide open sky where he could fly

With no father to visit, no mom to go home to

Just an open road where he could be free

Little HoudiniWith no father to visit, no mom to go home to

Just a wide open sky where he could fly

With no father to visit, no mom to go home to

Just an open road where he could be free

Little HoudiniWith no father to visit, no mom to go home to

Just a wide open sky where he could fly

With no father to visit, no mom to go home to

Just an open road where he could be free

Little Houdini

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