I Ain't Living Long Like This

(Rodney Crowell)



I looked for trouble and I found it son

Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun

I'd try to run but you I don't think I can

You make one move and you're a dead man friend.



I ain't living long like this,

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

He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back

Then left me freezing on a steel rail track.



They got 'em all in the jailhouse baby

I ain't living long like this

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



Grew up in Houston off of Wayside Drive

Son of a carhop in some old night dive

Dad drove a stock car to an early death

All I remember was a drunk man's breath.



I ain't living long like this

I 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

Can't sleep at all in the jailhouse baby

I ain't living long like this

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



--- Instrumental ---



I live for angel, she's a roadhouse queen

Make Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee

I want to love her but I don't know how

I'm at the bottom of the jailhouse now.



I ain't living long like this

I 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

I ain't living long like this

I can't live at all like this, can I baby?...