johnny winter – sitting in the jail house lyrics
sitting in the jail house
talking to mean old man dave
hey, mr. watt, do i get my touch
i’ve got my life on the stake
i’ll see through the bars
they’ll hang me here because
even the preacher’s coming my way
[instrumental]
my trouble started ’cause she was making eyes at me
she had one-man hips, silken hair and tender lips
she was tall and she seemed free
then in a flash, i was in a clash
i went and killed some woman’s man
[instrumental]
hippity ya ya
hippity ya ya yeah
hippity ya ya
hippity ya ya yeah
oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh…
[instrumental]
sitting in the jail house
talking with the mean old flicker dave
hey, mr. watt, do i get my touch
i’ve got my life on the stake
well, i see through your eyes
it comes as no surprise
no mercy, i will die today
oh oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh
(oh oh oh oh…)
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