I got a '57 Ford and a pocket full of I.O.U.'s
Now they wanna come and get me for a credit card that I've over used
If this old jalopy's running real good tonight
Come tomorrow morning I'll be nowhere in sight
The law's gettin' closer and I'm getting in the mood to move

Hey I've got a reputation hotter than the checks that I've wrote
It's not that I'm dishonest the problem is honey I'm broke
I tried to pay the bank but they said the money's phony
Now my second wife is hounding me for alimony
If Isabelle should call just tell her I'm in Mexico or somewhere

You know I'd like to get a bottle and drink my troubles away
But come tomorrow morning I'd still have bills to pay
And I'd feel sorry for anybody standing in my shoes
Cause it's hard to jump for joy when you got a case of I.O. blues

Repeat #3

I said I'd sure feel sorry for anybody standing in my shoes
Cause it's hard to jump for joy when you got a case of I.O. blues