Ain't Livin Long Like This

I looked for trouble and I found it, son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun
I'd like to run, but I don't think I can
You make one move, and you're a dead man, friend

Ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby?

They put the handcuffs on behind my back
Left me a-reeling on a steel reel rack
They've got 'em all in the jailhouse, baby

Ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby?

Grew up in Houston on the wayside drives
Son of a car-hop in some all-night dives
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember is a drunk man's breath

Ain't livin' long like this
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
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, baby, yeah

Ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby? Woo

I live for Angel, she's a roadhouse queen
Make Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee
I'd like to love her, but I don't know how
She's on the bottom in the jailhouse now

Ain't livin' long like this
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, baby

Ain't livin' long like this, mmm
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby?
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Crowell
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