I Ain't Living Long Like This - 2003 Remaster

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

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

He put the handcuffs on behind your back
Left you freezing on the steel rail rack
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, baby

Ain't living long like this

Grew up in Houston off of Wayside Drive
Son of a carhop in some all night dive
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All you remember is a drunk man's breath

Ain't living long like this
Oh, I can't live at all like this, can I, baby?

You 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

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

You live with 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

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

You know the story about the jailhouse rock
Go on and do it, but just don't get caught
Can't sleep at all in the jailhouse, baby

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

Can't live at all like this (can I, baby?)



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Writer(s): Rodney J. Crowell
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