Hot on my heels

I was a kid
Momma I made mad
I had been bad
Down Juniper Street I fled

Hot on my heels
Momma was catching up
I zig I zag
It was no use I had been had

She caught me
By the old Chinabeery Tree
I tried to run
I tried to flee

Them switchings stung like a bee
I could run but so could she
The day I tried outrunning Momma
It didn't work out for me