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

Well, they said,tomorrow morning you can see the judge then go.
They let me call one person on the phone
I thought I'd be there overnight so I just called my boss

The man who preached the funeral
Said it really was a simple way to die
He laid down to rest one afternoon
And never opened up his eyes

They hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up some chairs
It took us seven hours

Well, we're finally breakin' up
Our bluegrass band and the thought of it is
More than I can stand
But if parting is a one chance to survive
You'll take the dobro and
I'll take the five
Once our music tore the world apart
When we used to pick and

Burning bridges behind me
It's too late to turn back now
Burning bridges behind me
All I want is to forget you somehow

Found some letters you wrote me this morning
They told of a love we once knew
Now they're gone, I'd burned them to ashes

I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Than to be at home alone
Just knowing that she' gone
That would cause me to lose my mind

So freight train blow your whistle
Take me far on down the track

Well, life is a gamble and the days they're just so many decks
Oh the hours are cards they deal and you play what you get
Oh you think of the the time that you knew you could call so you raised
Oh you think of the the time that you got out when you should have stayed
Deal, hey may be the next card's an Ace
Deal, you ought to go home but you know that a Flush beats a Straight
Oh, you can't have a Full House the Queen has been dealt to a friend
Oh the good thing about life is they shuffle and they deal life again

We all know Jesus died upon the cross
Jesus' friends thought that he might be lost
But he arose and walked out of the tomb
He went to heaven to prepare a room.

Oh, you should be happy, you should be glad
Easter is the time we learn that good is better than bad
You might see an Easter bunny or Easter egg that someone hid

It started in Roanoke a little whiles ago
A friend knew a dance that you ought to know
They call it flat footin' and it sure looks fine
Right now it's flat footin' it time

And you'll be flat footin' it, flat gettin' it
You don't know just how good it is until you hear that guitar pickin' it, pick it

I was standin' outside of a hotel in Houston
Blinkin' my eyes in the bright morning sun
A feller next to me said where are you headed?
I told him to Nashville cause that's where I'm from
I said, "I had one or too many last evening brother
I damn near fell off of my steed"

He said, "Yeah, whiskey gets 'em and whiskey gets many

How would yopu like to be scared right out of your socks
Whether or not you're wearin' socks
How would you like to be frightened out of your room
With some big scary something out of the gloom.

That's what Halloween is, it's a fright'ning time
Ghosts and goblins a runnin' around and spookin' you out of your mind
Sometimes I get dressed up and I go frighten them where they live

I was almost full grown gettin'
Wide in the shoulders
Rubbin' my horns on a tree
When I noticed that ladies had
Big eyes for cowboys
They weren't noticin' me
I bought me a Stetson and
All of the trappin's

I guess I should've written, dad
To let you know that I was coming home
I've been gone so many years
I didn't realize you had a phone

I saw your cattle coming in,
Boy they're looking mighty fat and slick
I saw fred at the service station

I can't dance and I never could, I guess my feet don't match
I've been thinking 'bout dancing with you, but I'm afraid of hurtin' my back
I don't know what you're doing but I like everything you do
Just for a little bit baby I'd come out and dance with you

[Chorus]
But I can't dance and I'm feeling so good
Some of us can and some of us can't and some of us wish that we could dance

In some of my songs i have casually mentioned
The fact that i like to drink beer
This little song is more to the point
Roll out the barrel and lend me your ears

(Chorus:)
I like beer. it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer. it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)

I'd rather die young than
Grow old without you
So don't ever leave me whatever you do
Though others may tempt you and
Tell you they care
You'll find only sorrow in a secret affair

I'd rather die young than grow old all alone

I said I'd leave you anytime I'm ready
Some April when all the land is wet
Some summer, some fall, or maybe winter
I'll go someday, but I'm not ready yet

I should've left the day your love was dyin'
I passed up every date I ever set
I know I'll leave you when my heart is ready

The Iowa weather was 13 below
I had come to Des Moines for a radio show
I awoke in the evening from a traveler's sleep
With notions of something to eat

The old elevator slid down past the floors
My head and my eyes said "You should have slept more."
The man at the desk said the restaurant was closed

I got off the airplane 'long about 7:30 in L.A.
What a drag to realize that everything's so different and so same
All my California friends are searchin' for their minds and it's been right there in their heads all the time

[Chorus]
L.A. Blues, L.A. Blues
You want me to be like you
Well, there ain't no way

Let's go shopping today I wanna
Get you a dream
I wanna get you a rainbow get
You a cloud in the spring
The cloud will have silver inside the
Stream will have fishes and ducks
There'll be a pot at the end of the
Rainbow filled with good health and good luck

I met a man Bojangles and he danced
For you in worn out shoes
He had silver hair and ragged
Shirt and baggy pants the old soft shoe
He jumped so high, he jumped so high then
He'd lightly touch down
I met the man down in New Orleans
I was down and out

(Tom T. Hall)
My heroes have always been highways
And that's why I'm gone all the time
Route 60 ran by my house as a kid
And Lord how I loved the white lines.
I know there's a warm place beside you
And the kids ask about me sometimes
But my heroes have always been highways

One time when I was hurt so bad
I thought that I would die
You held me in your gentle arms
Until it passed me by
No matter what the trouble is you
Help me see it through
No one feels my hurt the way you do

How old do you think I am he said I said well I didn't know
He said I turned sixty five about eleven months ago
I was sittin' in Miami pourin' blended whiskey down
When this old grey black gentleman was cleanin' up the lounge
There wasn't anyone around 'cept this old man and me
The guy who ran the bar was watching Ironsides on TV
Uninvited he sat down and opened up his mind
On old dogs and children and watermelon wine

[Chorus]
One hundred children, brave boys and girls
They come from nations all over the world
One hundred children marching along
One hundred children singing their song

Don't blow up the world, don't kill all the flowers
Today this is your world, tomorrow it's ours

I got a little friend named Pisty she's a dandy
She doesn't care for movies or for candy
She doesn't care for TV or for frogs
The reason that she doesn't she's a dog.

You'd like Pisty, she's a friend of mine
Pisty is a good dog and she guards me all the time
She's about that tall and about that long

Ramona lived just down the hill from us.
She kept the house ger mother drove the bus. (an old yellow school bus)
Ramona had a handicap the neighborhood knew well.
Ramona couldn't speak or couldn't spell. (and that left Ramona at a
Considerable disadvantage among the more fluent)

Although she couldn't write or couldn't talk,
Ramona really had a pretty walk. (a four letter figure)

I was working in Miami for a day or two
I decided I'd look up a girl that I once knew
I bought some flowers and went to see a girl I used to know
The lady at her door said she had married long ago
Times will change and towns will change; there I was alone
And suddenly I wondered, "Would Susie be at home?"
So with the flowers in my hand, I walked toward her gate
Someone touched me on the arm and said, "You'll have to wait."

Well I met a man in Montgomery Alabama
I was waitin' on a bus and he was shinin' shoes and I heard him say

I'm a shoeshine man number one in the land
A shoeshine man make you shine where you stand
Leave me a tip if you can I'm a shoeshine man

Well I can sing I can dance I can play the harmonica too

Summer comes laughing to Strawberry Farms
Have you ever been there, where the wind never blows
Summer comes early to Strawberry Farms
Oh the sun always shines, but an orphan can't go

My mother is dead, she doesn't care where I go
My father left a long, long time ago
I had me a frog, he never whined or cried

You gotta be thankful for the Bible Jesus and your mom and dad
For your bike and for your clothes and for your butter and for your bread
For your shoes and socks and underthings and all the clothes you wear
And be thankful for your nose and your hair
That's what thankgiving is.

You gotta be thankful for your eyes and ears and fingers and your hands
For your legs and for your arms and for the folks who understand

If you love somebody enough you'll follow wherever they go
That's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis
If you love somebody enough you'll go where your heart wants to go
That's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis

I know if you'd seen her you'd tell me 'cause you are my friend
I've got to find her and find out the trouble she's in
If you tell me that she's not here I'll follow the trail of her tears

There's a little ole tree that
Grows out in my yard
He's not very wide or too tall or too large
He stands there so still 'til
The wind comes to call
When the wind blows the little
Tree starts having a ball
He swings and he sways and

When I was a little barefooted boy
Back in the hills of eastern Kentucky
I was lazy and about half crazy
Catfish didn't bite in the daytime
And little boys weren't allowed
Out after dark
But we had a few thrills and one
Of them was the grocery truck

An old man stood and stared into the music store window
And he saw a sorta harmonica lyin' there in the sun
He thought of the music the harp could be playing
He closed his old eyes and he started to hum

He hummed an old song bout an unfaithful lover
He hummed the sweet tune about children at play
He hummed the bright song about beer drinking buddies

He did not seem much like a man with a problem
He was small he was quiet he dressed neat and shaved
His job was five days in a brick making plant
And he drank a few beers on his other two days

His music was country his faith was in Jesus
In fact he had pictures of Christ in his house
He never once questioned his daily existence

I was there on the day the monkey came into this world
His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled
He didn't look too different from the others I had seen
Who'd-a-thought he was the answer to the nation's dream?
At first he didn't seem to be intelligent at all
Each time he'd start to walk about he'd stumble and he'd fall
My first impression was to be a most mistaken thought
Lord a'mighty, what's this little hairy monkey wrought?

Well, don't look now but there goes a rattlemouse
How can I tell, how did he smell
He doesn't smell and you can't find him just by sniffin'
But you'll hear him when he's rattlin' round your kitchen.

Yep, that's a rattlemouse
Oh, that's a rattlemouse
I bet that's a rattlemouse.

Here's a little song that you can sing
On Saturday morning, mhmm, boogie
Here's a little song that you can sing
On Saturday morning, mhmm, boogie.

Monday you gotta go to school
And Tuesday too
Wednesday and Thursday you get ready for

Well I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
They said for the last two weeks that he suffered and cried

It made a big impression on me although I was a barefoot kid
They said he got religion at the end and I'm glad that he did

Clayton was the best guitar picker in our town
I thought he was a hero and I used to follow Clayton around

I was sittin' and drinkin' in
An old friend's apartment
On the westside of Nashville one night
And in his apaprtment he
Had these three sofas
He had two too many all right
I said buddy tell me about these three sofas
And start with that black on there first

Have you read any good telephone books lately?
If you ain't then let me recommend one
I've already read that Tulsa telephone book through thirteen times
If you don't know any last names it ain't much fun

Readin' that Tulsa telephone book, can drive a guy insane
Especially if that girl you're lookin' for has no last name
I gotta find her and tell her, I don't want our love to end

Johnny got up one mornin' he went down to the company store
Got him a big box of bullets to fit into his 44
The storeman said son are you gonna work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock
People said John was a slacker cause he wouldn't fight in their war
A man wasn't much if he wouldn't fight back in nineteen forty and four
The doctor said John was just too sick to go
But the people said that he was a coward

A Week In A County Jail
Written and recorded by Tom T. Hall

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One time I spent a week inside a little county jail

I met him in a hospital about a year ago
And why I still remember him I guess I'll never know
He'd lie there and cry out in a medicated fog,
"Here I am in this dang bed and who's gonna feed them hogs?"

"Four hundred hogs, they just standin' out there
My wife can't feed 'em and my neighbors don't care
They can't get out and roam around like my old huntin' dogs

Your birthday is special to me
I'm glad it's your birthday today
It's been a good year now your birthday is here
And here's what I wanted to say.

I know your birthday is special to you
I want you to know that I'm lovin' it too
You're bigger and better and taller and smart