Crowell I looked for trouble and you found it, son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I'd try to run but you don't think you can You make one move and you're 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 he left me freezing on a stel rail track They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they bay I ain't living long like this. Grew up in Houston off of Wayside drive Son of a charhop in some all night dive Dad drove a stock car to an early death All I remember was a drunk man's death. 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 I 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 They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they baby? I ain't living long like this I can't live at all like this, can I baby?