Lyrics Rachel Potter - The Verdict

THE VERDICT
(Potter, Larney)

This court's in session, please rise
Tell me, how do you plead ?
Says here you've got yourself a rap longer than Billy the Kid
You claim your innocence, but I don't know
Please let the record show

Hey boy, I've got the right to judge
After dragging my name through the Mississippi mud, you hung me out to dry
The verdict is out on you
What goes around really comes around
and if I were you, I'd prepare to go down or even up in flames
I should throw the book at you for all you put me through
This girl finds you guilty where you stand

You put your hand on my heart and swore to be true
Seems you were playing around while I was playing the fool
No alibis, no lawful excuse
Objection overruled

Hey boy, I've got the right to judge
After dragging my name through the Mississippi mud, you hung me out to dry
The verdict is out on you
What goes around really comes around
and if I were you, I'd prepare to go down or even up in flames
I should throw the book at you for all you put me through

Evidence is piling high
Your charm ain't gonna save you this time
Ain't no use in crying now that I've got the right to judge
What goes around really comes around
and you've been breaking hearts all over this town, it's a crying shame
someone ought to put you away

Hey boy, I've got the right to judge
After dragging my name through the Mississippi mud, you hung me out to dry
The verdict is out on you
What goes around really comes around
and if I were you, I'd prepare to go down or even up in flames
I should throw the book at you for all you put me through
This girl finds you guilty where you stand