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 

He said one move and you're a dead man friend

You 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

He left me hanging against a cold steel rack

You ain't living long like this



Grew up in Houston off the wayside drives

Son of a carhop and some all night dives

Daddy drove a stock car to an early death

He said remember son in his dying breath

You ain't living long like this

You can't live at all like this, oh no baby



You know the story 'bout the wheel go 'round

Don't let them take you there all down town

Ain't living long like this



I live for Angel she's a roadhouse queen

Make Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee

I want to love her but I don't know how

I'm at the bottle and I'm stumbling here

I'm in the jailhouse now

I ain't living long like this, oh no baby



You know the story about the jailhouse rock

Well go on and do it, don't get caught

You ain't living long like this, oh no baby

Go on and do it but don't get caught

Cause there all in the jailhouse now