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All rightOh, yeahGot in a little trouble Down at the county seatThrown to cook in the jail house for Loitering on the streetWhen the judge heard the verdict I was a guilty manHe said forty-five dollars or Forty days in the canSaid, that'll be cash on the barrelhead, sonYou can take your choice you're twenty-oneNo money down, no credit planNo time to chase you 'cause I'm a busy manForty days in the jailhouse, Four days on the roadI was feeling mighty hungry I feel a heavy loadSaw a greyhound coming stuck up my thumbBefore I got to my seat, The driving caught my armSaid that'll be cash on the barrelhead sonThis old gray dog gets paid to runWhen the engine starts, lawd, and the wheels all rollGive me cash on the barrelhead I'll take Letras de cancionesyou down the roadSaid, that'll be cash on the barrelhead, sonYou can take your choice you're twenty-oneNo money down, no credit planNo time to chase you 'cause I'm a busy manNo time to chase you 'cause I'm a busy manYodel-aheo, Yo-layhea, Yodel-ahe From Letras Mania