Jailhouse Blues Songtext
von Robert Wilkins

Ah, look like I can see trouble in the air
Ah, look like I can see trouble in the air
But ain′t only here, friend, it's trouble everywhere

Now I wished I′d listened at what my Mother said
Now I wished I'd listened at what my Mother said
I wouldn't have been bound down in this trouble today

Now, I′m lying in jail with my face turned to the wall
Now I′m lying in jail with my face turned to the wall
And that woman I love, friend, she was the cause of it all


Now, the judge gonna sentence me and the clerk's gon′ write it down
Now, the judge gonna sentence me and the clerk's gon′ write it down
Tell me they 'cused me of stealin′, now I'm fixin' to leave your town

I got something to tell you just before I go
I got something to tell you just before I go
Gettin′ out of trouble this time, woman, I won′t do wrong no more

Ah, the judge gon' give me six months on the road
Ah, the judge gon′ give me six months on the road
Woman, I can't stand it, God in Heaven do know it

But I don′t mind goin', I′m goin' and leave you here
But I don't mind goin′, I′m goin' and leave you here
These men gon′ mistreat you, God knows they don't care


I′m gonna tell you this, just before I go
I'm gonna tell you this, just before I go
When I come back here, woman, you gon′ have me some more