I Ain't Livin' Long Like This - The Flying Burrito Brothers

I looked for trouble and I found it son

Straight down the barrel of a lawman’s gun

I’d try to run but 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 truck

I got 'em all in the jailhouse

I 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

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

I live for angel she’s a roadhouse queen

Make Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee

I want to love her but you 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

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