Cash On The Barrelhead
(专辑: The Grass Is Blue - 1999)
I
got in a
little trouble at the
county seat Lord, they put me in the
jailhouse For loafing on the
street Well, the
judge said guilty He made his point He said fourty-five dollars Or thirty days in the
joint That'll be cash on the
barrelhead, hun You can take your choice You're twenty-one No money down No credit plan No time to chase you Cause I'm a
busy man I
found a
telephone number on a
laundry slip I
had a
good, hardy jailor With a
six gun hip He let me call long distance She said, "Number, please" And just as soon as I
told her She shouted back at me Said that'll be cash on the
barrelhead, hun Not part, not half But the
entire sum No money down No credit line Cause a
little boy tells me You're the
traveling kind Thirty days in the
jailhouse Four days on the
road I
was feeling mighty hungry My feet, a
heavy load I
saw a
Greyhound coming Stuck out my thumb As soon as I
was seated The
driver caught my arm Said that'll be cash on the
barrelhead, hun This old, grey dog gets paid to run When the
engine starts And the
wheels will roll Give me cash on the
barrelhead I
take ya down the
road Ohh, cash on the
barrelhead I
take you down the
road