Luyện nghe bài hát Week In A Country Jail

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

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

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

We had to pay him double he was the man in charge
And the job was not the best in town
Later on his wife brought hot eggs and gravy
The first day I was there I it down

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

Two days later I thought that I had been forgotten
The sheriff came in chewing on the
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 told him I was steady
And I really be a gettin' on my way
That part about me being who I was did not him
He said, "The will be here any day"

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

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