(Rodney Crowell)
You looked for trouble and you found it son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman`s gun
You`d try to run but you don`t think you can
You make one move and you`re dead man, friend
I ain`t living long like this
I can`t live at all like this, can I baby
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
Then he left me freezing on a steel rail track
They got `em all in the jailhouse, ain`t they bay
I ain`t living long like this
grew up in Houston off of Wayside drive
Son of a charhop in some all night dive
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember was a drunk man`s death
I ain`t living long like this
I can`t live at all like this can I baby
We know the story how the wheel goes round
Don`t let `em take you to the man downtown
Can`t sleep at all in the jailhouse, baby
I ain`t living long like this
You live for angel, she`s a roadhouse queen
Make Texas ruby look like Sandra Dee
You want to love her but you don`t know how
You`re at the bottom of the jailhouse now
I ain`t living long like this
I can`t live at all like this, can I baby
You know the story `bout the jailhouse rock
Go on and do it, but just don`t get caught
They got `em all in the jailhouse, ain`t they baby
I ain`t living long like this