Weekender

I went down to the county jail
And turned myself in
Spending all my weekends here
Far from my good-timing friends

Things just went from bad to worse
But I don't know when
The only thing I know for sure
Is I ain't going back again

They took me down to cellblock B
After stripping off my clothes
Put me in a monkey suit
And threw me in the throes

Like a rat in a maze
A cow in the herd
Or a sparrow with a broken wing
Now I know the reason why
The caged bird has to sing

'Cause I'm just a weekender
In the Davidson County Jail
And my old man, he ain't got the cash
To even call my bail
Should have listened to my mama
And quit my life of sin
Before I went backsliding again

This bed is hard and the room is cold
And my cellmate's got a cough
She takes her meds and sleeps all day
Got six more weeks 'til she's off

She said she beat her boyfriend up
While high on crack cocaine
And now she sits and watches
Her life go down the drain

'Cause she's just a weekender
In the Davidson County Jail
Her old man ain't got the cash
To even call her bail
She should have listened to her mama
And quit her life of sin
Before she went backsliding again

And I've been to some other room
They tried to make me eat
Red-dyed gravy, cardboard bread
And something that looked like meat

One tough girl from cellblock C
Picked a fight with the man at the desk
Her attitude was sent back to her rooms
And I bet you know the rest

'Cause we're all just weekenders
In the Davidson County Jail
My old man ain't got the cash
To even call my bail
Should have listened to the good Lord
Maybe quit my life of sin
Before I went backsliding again

Before I went backsliding again