Jail Ain't No Place For Feelin' Lonesome
It was back in '04 when they sat me down in the back of that police car and read me my rights. Wasn't long before they took my mug shot and my belt. They put me in a cell with some big ol' guy, said his name was snake. Snake slept most the night through. cold wooden benches - hard like a rock. Snake wasn't much of a talker, he left me with nothin' but these cold walls and my thoughts to talk to... chorus Jail ain't no place for feelin' lonesome jail ain't no place for havin' fun Jail is just a place, to through life's woes in you face and think about just how you done wrong. Starrin' at the ceiling, leanin' on the bars, countin' the floor tiles, just one more time, thinkin' 'bout my sweetheart, and all I left behind, as if it was - all so long ago chorus Yeah well, the place is just full of criminals, they been this way before you're dying for a cigarette, but you ain't got no more, you're thinkin' 'bout the things you did a hundred times or more. They taunt you like the tiles on the jail house floor. chorus Early the next morning, they took Snake away. As little as Snake was, he was the only friend I had. Well one by one we went to see the judge Some went away and some had to stay, Guess it just depended on the crime. Me? well, I'm still waitin', Countin' the floor tiles and leanin' on the bars... Jail ain't no place for feelin' lonesome Jail ain't no place for havin' fun Jail is just a place, To through life's woes in you face And think about just how you done wrong. Music & Lyrics © 2005
James Junkin Jr. & Jim Gunning 
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