P-Farm Girl
Words and music: Alvah Allen Performed by: Alvah Allen and Ward Morford
In the Southern U.S. the phrase “P-Farm” refers to a rural, minimum security jail for people convicted of misdemeanors.
Lyrics:
Saw an angel in an orange vest
on the shoulder of the road
her diamond eyes they sparkled
and her raven hair it flowed
I went on up to tell her
though I knew she prob’ly knowed
“You’re the prettiest thing
that I have seen between here
and Pritchard Road”
“Of what did they accuse you
when you faced your accuser”
“Well, I slapped the face
of a government man
and I refused to call him sir.
Before you come any closer
son there’s one thing you should know.
When this day is finished
I’ll still have 89 days to go.”
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
I am known for my caution
I am known for my reserve
The devil must’a give me the idea
I don’t know where I got the nerve
I drove under the influence
I drove over 90 per
Just to get myself arrested
Just to get right next to her
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
Well, I must’a drove for hours
I don’t know where the cops all were
Run a red light in Lawtey
killed a man up in Hilliard.
You know I begged for mercy
but the State it wouldn’t budge.
So said the District Attorney
and so read the judge.
Said, “There’s no plea now
that can save you
and no Ivy League lawyer
from the guilt or the shame
or the charge of manslaughter
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
How will I find your favor
inside these walls
they close me in?
Well, I sought the straight and narrow
but I caught the curve again
She tried to be a good girl
yeah, she tried to wait for me
‘til one day a bus load of boys
come through from the minor league.
The boys they swept the series
hell, they turned a triple play.
She run off with the hottest prospect
in all of Single A.
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
And I’m in love with the P-farm girl
How will I find your favor
inside these walls
they close me in?
Well, I sought the straight and narrow
but I caught the curve again
Well, I lie in bed a’dreamin’ ‘bout
the day they let me out
we go commitin’ misdemeanors
in a spree across the South.
The cops they’ll never catch us then
of that I have no doubt
‘cause she’ll keep the car a’goin’
while I run the beer on out.
Well, you know I love the P-farm girl
like I love a bird in flight
but, I hate the color orange
and I hate the endless night.