Flatfoot Sam - Brian Setzer

Flatfoot Sam bought an automobile

No money down, it was a real good deal

Didn’t wanna work, just ride around town

Finance company put his feets on the ground

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you’re always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam stole a ten dollar bill

He told the judge, he did it for a thrill

He got sixty days suspended fine

He thanked judge for being so kind

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you’re always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam, he got him a job

The very same day the place got robbed

The cats got away, they couldn’t be found

They picked up Sam and they dragged him down

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you’re always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam playin' a chuck-a-luck game

The dice got switched, Sam got the blame

He pulled a gun, shut out the light

Everybody hollered, run for your life

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you’re always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam went out on a spree

He married a gal weighed 603

She spent all his money, sold all his land

Next thing she did, she got another man

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you’re always in a jam