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One time, I spent a week inside a little country jail
I don't guess I'll ever live it down
I was sitting at a red light when these two men come and got me
And said that I was speeding through their town
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 the boss
To tell him I'd be off, but not for long
They motioned me inside a cell with sevеn other guys
One little barrеd-up window in the rear
My cellmate said, "If they had let me bring some money in
We ought to send the jailer for some beer"
We had to pay him double 'cause he was the man in charge
And the jailer's job was not the best in town
Later on, his wife brought hot bologna, eggs and gravy
The first day I was there, I turned it down
Next morning, they just let us sleep, but I was up real early
Wondering when I'd get my release
Later on, we got more hot bologna, eggs and gravy
By now, I wasn't quite so hard to please
Two days later, when I thought that I had been forgotten
The sheriff came in, chewing on a straw
He said, "Where is this guy who thinks that this is Indianapolis?
I'd like to talk to him about the law"
Well, I told him who I was and told him I was working steady
And I really should be getting on my way
That part about me being who I was did not impress him
He said, "The judge will be here any day"
The jailer had this wife, and let me tell you, she was awful
She brought that hot bologna every day
After seven days, she got to looking so much better
I asked her if she'd like to run away
Next morning, that old judge took every nickel that I had
He said, "Son, let that teach you not to race"
The jailer's wife was smiling from the window as I left
In thirty minutes, I was out of state