I Ain't Living Long Like This

(Rodney Crowell)



You looked for trouble and you found it son

Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun

You'd try to run but you don't think you 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 freezin' on a steelrail truck

They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they baby

I ain't living long like this.



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

Oh, 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.



Can't living long like this, can I baby?



--- Instrumental ---



You live for 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.



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 ain't they baby

I ain't living long like this.



Can't living long like this can I baby

Can't living long like this.



--- Instrumental to fade ---