Luyện nghe bài hát A Week in a Country Jail

One I spent a week inside a little country jail
And I guess I'll ever live it down
I was sittin' at a red light these two men came and got me
And said that I was speeding through their

Well, they said,"Tomorrow you can see the judge then go"
let me call one person on the phone
I thought I'd be overnight so I just called my boss
To tell him I'd be off but not for

Well, they motioned me a cell with seven other guys
One barred up window in the rear
My cellmates said if they had let me some money in
We to send the jailer for some beer

Well, I had to pay him 'cause he was the man in charge
And the jailer's job was not the best in
Later on his wife brought hot bologna, and gravy
The first day I was there I it down

Well, next morning they let us sleep but I was up real early
when I'd get my release
Later on we got more hot bologna, eggs and
And by now I wasn't quite so to please

Two later when I thought that I had been forgotten
The sheriff came in on a straw
He said, "Where is the guy who thinks that is Indianapolis?
I'd like to to him about the law"

Well, I him who I was and told him I was working steady
And I should be gettin' on my way
That about me bein' who I was did not impress him
He said, "The be here any day"

The jailer had a and let me tell you she was awful
But she that hot bologna every day
And after seven she got to lookin' so much better
I her if she'd like to run away

The next mornin' that old took every nickel that I had
And he said, "Son, let this you not to race"
The wife was smilin' from the window as I left
In thirty I was out of state