Ain't Living Long Like This Songtext
von Rodney Crowell

I look for trouble and I found it, son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman′s gun
I tried to run but I don't think I can
"You make one move and you′re a dead man, friend"
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 rack
They got ′em all in the jailhouse, baby
I ain′t living long like this

Grew up in Houston off of Wayside Drive
Son of a carhop at some all night dive
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember was a drunk man's breath
Ain′t living long like this
I can't live at all like this, can I, baby?


You know the story how the wheel goes ′round
Don't let them take you to the man downtown
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?

I live for Angel, she′s a roadhouse queen
Makes Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee
I want to love her but I don′t know how
Down on the bottom of the jailhouse now
Ain't living long like this
I can′t live at all like this, can I, baby?

You know the story about 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?

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