Jailhouse Tears
I'm crying, jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
They say I broke the law
Now everything is broken down
Babe I know what I saw
I know you went downtown.
They locked me up
And you locked my out
You tried to steal my truck, but
That's not what this is about
I just went to the corner
To get a cold six pack
You're a drunk you're a stoner
You never came back.
I used to be a user
But now I'm all out of stuff
You're a 3 time loser
You're all fucked up
And I'm crying, jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'll prove it to you somehow
I'm done with every bit
Look at me, I'm clean now
You're so full of shit
I swear I will tell all
Look in my dresser drawers
Now I'm behind the 8-ball
You're behind bars.
And I'm crying, jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
They say I broke the law
Now everything is broken down
Babe I know what I saw
I know you went downtown.
They locked me up
And you locked my out
You tried to steal my truck, but
That's not what this is about
I just went to the corner
To get a cold six pack
You're a drunk you're a stoner
You never came back.
I used to be a user
But now I'm all out of stuff
You're a 3 time loser
You're all fucked up
And I'm crying, jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'll prove it to you somehow
I'm done with every bit
Look at me, I'm clean now
You're so full of shit
I swear I will tell all
Look in my dresser drawers
Now I'm behind the 8-ball
You're behind bars.
And I'm crying, jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out
But now I'm shifting gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
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Writer(s): Lucinda Williams
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