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Out of Jail written by Waylon Jennings
I sat at a bar having a beer
Tryin' to hold down the stool
When a stranger walked in--
stood there beside me
And plopped down there like a fool
He started drinkin' Then he started talkin'
About things that were wrong in his life
The more that I heard the more I believed
The thing that was wrong was his wife
You talk about beauty when we first met
She was a man could desire
Talk about love one night with her
Would set your very soul on fire
But loves little flame is out of control
About three feet high from behind
And since we've been married, well I've come to believe
That loves for the dumb and the blind
'Cause you talk about ugly, when she gets mad
She goes from Jekll to Hyde
She grits her teeth and her eyes roll back
And pivot from side to side
She completely rewrites the whole English language
Descriptive, four-lettered and loud
Now I can't out think her but I can sure out drink her
And that's what I'm doing here now
I've spent seven years with the wrong woman
Seven and going on eight
She spent seven years naggin' and eatin'
I'm overwrought and she's over weight
If I try leavin' she has me arrested
And takes her own sweet time gettin' me out
If she ain't number one, she's in the top two
Of things that I could live without
Men commite murder and all kind of mayhem
In a few years he's back on the streets
Highway robbery and white collar crime
And they laugh at the system they beat
Sometimes I'm teampted---sometimes I'm ashamed
Of the things that the law will allow
I could have killed her when I first met her
And I'd have been out of jail by now
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