Luyện nghe bài hát Week In A Country Jail

One time I spent a week a little country jail
I don't guess ever live it down
I was sittin' at red light these two men come and got me
And said that I was speedin' through their

They said, "Tomorrow you can see the judge then go"
They let me one person on the phone
I thought I'd be there over night so I'd just my boss
To tell him I'd be off but not for

They motioned me inside the with seven other guys
One barred up window in the rear
My cell mate said if they had let me bring money in
We ought to send the for some beer

We had to pay him double 'cause he was the man in
And the jailer's job was not the in town
Later on his brought hot bologna eggs and gravy
The first day I was there I it down

Next morning they'd just let us sleep but I was up early
Wonderin' I get my release
on we got more hot bologna eggs and gravy
By now I wasn't so hard to please

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

Well, I told him who I was and him I was working steady
And I really should be a on my way
part about me being who I was did not impress him
He said, "The judge be here any day"

The jailer had his wife and let me you she was awful
But she brought that hot every day
And after days she got to looking so much better
I asked her if she'd to run away

morning that old judge took every nickel that I had
He said, "Son, let this you not to race"
The jailer's wife was smiling from the window as I
In minutes I was out of state