I Ain't Living Long Like This - Live

I looked 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 a move, and you're a dead man, friend

Ain't living long like this, no no

Yeah, ain't living long like this, am I baby

Grew up in Houston off the Wayside Drive

Son of a carhop in 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

Yeah, ain't living long like this, am I baby

You know the story how the wheel goes 'round

Don't let 'em take you to the man downtown

Oh, in the jailhouse, baby

Ain't living long like this, no no

Ain't living long like this, am I baby

I live with Angel, she's the roadhouse queen

Makes 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

Ain't living long like this

Yeah, ain't living long like this, am I baby

They slipped the handcuffs on behind my back

They left me reeling on a steel reel rack

Oh, in the jailhouse, baby

Ain't living long like this, no no

Ain't living long like this, am I baby

Ain't living long like this, no no

Ain't living long like this, no no

Ain't living long like this, am I baby

Ain't living long like this