Webb Wilder I Ain't Living Long Like This
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 baby
i ain't living long like this
grew up in houston off of wayside drive
son of a car hop in some all night dive
dad drove a stock car to an early death
all i remember was a drunk man's breath
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
