| I looked for trouble and I found it son
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| Straight down the barrel of a lawman’s gun
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| I’d try to run but I don’t think I can
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| You make one move and you’re a dead man friend
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| I ain’t living long like this
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| I can’t live at all like this can I, baby
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| He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
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| Then left me freezing on a steel-rail truck
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| I got 'em all in the jailhouse
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| I ain’t they baby I ain’t living long like this
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| Grew up in Houston off of wayside drive
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| Son of a carhop in some old night dive
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| Dad drove a stock car to an early death
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| All I remember was a drunk man’s breath
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| I ain’t living long like this
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| I can’t live at all like this can I, baby
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| We know the story how the wheel goes round
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| Don’t let 'em take you to the man downtown
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| Can’t sleep at all in the jailhouse, baby
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| I ain’t living long like this
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| I can’t live at all like this can I, baby
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| I live for angel she’s a roadhouse queen
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| Make Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee
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| I want to love her but you don’t know how
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| I’m at the bottom of the jailhouse now
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| I ain’t living long like this
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| I can’t live at all like this can I, baby
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| You know the story bout the jailhouse rock
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| Go on and do it but just don’t get caught
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| Got 'em all in the jailhouse, baby
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| I ain’t living long like this
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| I can’t live at all like this can I, baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Ain't Livin' Long Like This , by - The Flying Burrito Brothers. Song from the album California Jukebox, in the genre Блюз