(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