I look for trouble, and I found it son.
Straight down the barrel of a law man's gun.
I tried to run, but I don't think I can.
You make one move,
And you're a dead man friend.
Ain't living long like this.
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back.
And left me reeling on a steel reel rack.
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, baby.
Grew up in Houston off the wayside drives.
Son of a car-hop and some all night dives.
Dad drove a stock car to an early death.
All I remember was a drunk man's breath.
You know the story,
How the wheel goes 'round?
Don't let them take you to the man downtown.
Can't sleep at all in a jailhouse, baby.
I live with Angel, she's a roadhouse queen.
Makes Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee.
I want to love her, but I don't know how.
I'm at the bottom in the jailhouse now.
You know the story about the jailhouse rock?
Don't want to do it but just don't get caught.